The entire arena was dead silent. No one had recovered from this sudden scene.
But then, thunderous applause and shouts followed.
Those who were cursing were all spectators who had lost the bet.
Similarly, on the Internet and on television, everyone who watched the live broadcast was completely shocked.
"F * ck, is this Wanderer a hidden big shot?”
"Exploding with a single punch, who is opening who?”
"Are wanderers Rank-8 martial artists? This explosive power is too terrifying!"
"It can't be fake. Otherwise, the fighting arena won't let him off!”
Cao Meng paid no attention to the tide-like discussions.
His expression did not change at all as he watched the staff deal with the corpse.
If he had just transmigrated, he would definitely not be able to adapt.
But in the past three years, in the buffer zone, he had experienced too much darkness and blood.
It made Cao Meng understand that in this world, the only thing he could rely on was his own strength.
One must not be merciful to the enemy. Otherwise, the person who was grateful to you one moment might suddenly kill you the next.
However, he knew that this was a little one-sided. Not everyone would be like this.
But at the very least, the Ripper Butcher in front of him was not one of them.
Five minutes later, the battlefield was cleaned up. The referee asked Cao Meng if he could continue.
Cao Meng nodded. Then, a second figure appeared on the platform.
Cao Meng raised his head and looked at the big screen. Codename Blood Wolf.
Level-5 Strength Talent, Rank-8 martial artist, overall combat strength of 9780!
His combat strength was slightly lower than the Ripper Butcher's, but that did not mean that he was weak.
With the bonus of his strength talent, his opponent was a tank type that was hard to deal with.
Attack is high, blood is thick.
However, Cao Meng's punch also broke the F-class saber. The outcome was the same as the Ripper Butcher.
"Next!"
Cao Meng wiped his blood-stained gloves and said indifferently.
The third person, a Rank-8 martial artist, also threw a punch.
Five Rank-8 martial artists in a row were all killed with one punch. From the beginning to the end, no one saw Cao Meng's full strength.
Until the sixth martial artist went on stage.
Rank-9 martial artists.
Everyone seemed to see hope.
" Scholar's Sword. It's actually him."
"What is it? The Scholar's Sword that was known to be invincible among martial artists? Not a single loss in a hundred battles!"
A hundred battles without a single loss did not mean that he could win a hundred battles in a row.
Cao Meng withdrew his gaze from the big screen and activated the Nine Nether Eyes. He instantly obtained information from a man dressed like a scholar.
Sixth Grade Sword Dao Talent, Ninth Grade Martial Artist, Combined Combat Strength: 11，080
"Sword Dao talent? There's such a talent?"
Cao Meng raised his eyebrows. In a sense, this kind of talent could also be considered a physique talent.
Some people were born with a special reaction to certain weapons. Through awakening, they could stimulate it.
"Swoosh!"
Without saying much, the moment Scholar Sword appeared, his figure flashed and he flew toward Cao Meng at high speed.
Before he arrived, the long sword in his hand had already danced in a sword flower. In the next moment, surging spiritual energy rushed into the sword.
"Buzz!"
The silver-white sword suddenly hummed and turned into several sword lights in front of Cao Meng.
This was not the end. The sword light split again.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword energies were heading toward Cao Meng.
"It's the intermediate combat skill, Illusory Sword Technique!”Someone exclaimed.
"Heavens, this move of the Scholar's Sword has probably been cultivated to great success.”
"That's right. It's like an illusion, but it's not an illusion. It's like a real sword light, but it's not real.”
However, just as everyone thought that Cao Meng was helpless.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
"Playing with the Illusory Sword in front of me? Ridiculous!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed forward.
In everyone's eyes, Cao Meng had actually extended his palm toward the sword light.
"Is he crazy? Barehanded?"
"Hmph, the Illusory Sword Art is all about illusion. He thought he could catch it, but in fact, the real sword light has already pierced through his body.”
"Ding!"
Before the discussion died down, a crisp sound was heard.
Scholar Sword's expression changed drastically.
All the illusory sword lights instantly disappeared.
Between Cao Meng's two fingers was the real sword.
"This, how is this possible?"
Scholar Sword exclaimed," You can see through my sword light?”
"Small tricks!"
Cao Meng snorted and flipped his fingers.
"Crack!"
The F-grade alloy longsword instantly broke.
Seeing this, Scholar Sword tapped his toes and quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Whoosh!"
Cao Meng flicked his finger, and the broken sword tip shot out instantly. Before he could react, it pierced through his throat.
"Ha! Ha!"
Before Scholar Sword died, he didn't understand how the other party saw through his Illusory Sword Art.
Rank-9 martial artist, dead.
"Next!"
The extremely calm voice once again resounded throughout the entire fighting arena, causing the entire scene to fall silent again.
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