Chen Tian looked at Han Yingmie before him and decisively struck. His fist swung out instantly, transmitting power from his body directly towards Han Yingmie.
Han Yingmie knew Chen Tian's current state and made his decision. Patterns resembling those of a leopard slowly appeared on his legs, and then his legs began to move.
A terrifying afterimage flashed, and he instantly evaded Chen Tian's attack. His body then began to dart around, avoiding direct confrontation with Chen Tian.
Han Yingmie knew the item had a time limit, so he chose to wear Chen Tian down. Chen Tian also understood Han Yingmie's intention but knew the opponent had miscalculated.
Chen Tian's steps bent, and he instantly leaped into the air. His figure transformed into a gust of air, and the sound of explosions slowly echoed from the arena, the sound of air bursts.
Soon, Han Yingmie crashed onto the stage. Chen Tian, soaring above, said condescendingly, "You have some ideas, but you can't stall for time!"
Chen Tian had used an item to boost his attributes by 3000%, including speed. The opponent wanting to dodge was pure arrogance. Chen Tian's current stats were nearly ninety thousand, approaching the Bai Lie level. How could he be inferior to the opponent?
The opponent had only seventy to eighty thousand stats. The gap between them was not small!
Then, Chen Tian looked down at Han Yingmie. Han Yingmie's eyes flashed with cold light, and his body was filled with an eerie aura.
Chen Tian was stunned. Such a familiar aura!
He then realized it and showed a look of astonishment. This aura was the aura of the Evil Spirit Race. How was this possible? How could a player possess the aura of the Evil Spirit Race?
A terrifying aura emanated, and an explosion instantly resounded throughout the entire arena. The arena shattered, and black energy waves swept across the entire island, the scene exploding in an instant.
The Han Ying Guild and Chen Tian's group reappeared in the valley. Simultaneously, Han Yingmie's body, with its mangled limbs, disintegrated, and new flesh constantly regenerated. His entire body seemed to have been replaced.
Han Yingmie's eyes turned completely black, his hair curled like waves, shimmering with a dark luster, and two black, rhombic horns grew on his cheeks.
Seeing Han Yingmie before him, Han Yingtian clicked on the system interface. The interface instantly exploded, and Han Yingtian's body directly shattered into starlight and dissipated.
Han Yingtian exclaimed, "How is this possible? The information cannot be detected. What power is this? No!"
He then died instantly, transforming into starlight and drifting towards the sky.
Chen Tian looked at Han Yingmie before him. One wave had barely subsided before another rose.
He then spread his hands and said, "Qing Ling, take them away. This is no longer a place for you. If I don't return before the competition, you will proceed with the match normally!"
"Understood!"
Qing Ling also saw Han Yingmie's condition. She knew that all of them combined were no match for the Evil Spirit Race. Only her brother could contend with it.
She then waved her magic staff, instantly enveloping everyone, including the players of the Han Ying Guild, and they vanished.
As Ge Zi was about to step out of the magic circle, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Kid, what are you doing? Going to your death? The Evil Spirit Race is an opponent that even I, at my peak, might not be able to kill. You are too weak now. If you want to help your friends, become stronger!"
Then, the voice disappeared. Ge Zi's steps stopped, and he vanished from the valley.
In the Purgatory Valley, Chen Tian looked at Han Yingmie before him, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Which of the Evil Spirit Race are you? Xie Mie, or a clone of Xie Tianyi?"
"Hehehe! Kid, Xie Mie and Xie Tianyi are not even worthy of carrying my shoes; they are merely branch members. I am the tenth son of the Evil Spirit Race: Xie Qing!"
"I originally intended to remain hidden, but this body wanted to self-destruct and take you with it, forcing me to possess it. Otherwise, with your human bodies, I only feel filth and disgrace."
Xie Qing said with disdain. Chen Tian's expression turned cold. Human bodies are filthy? Heh, those words completely enraged Chen Tian.
Then, Chen Tian waved his hand, and his body instantly returned to its original form. He said, "It's more comfortable like this. Are you ready? Ready to be punished for insulting humanity?"
"Haha! Kid, what big talk! Relying on you? You are a pathetic mortal who hasn't even stepped onto the first ladder. I am a third-tier existence. When I was fighting on the ancient battlefield, you didn't even know where you were!"
Xie Qing said contemptuously. A mere mortal. If he hadn't been forced, he wouldn't have taken over a body voluntarily. He needed to restore his origin, having suffered severe trauma. If Han Yingmie hadn't foolishly barged into the hall where his origin was sealed and opened the seal, he would have been annihilated by the seal long ago.
At this moment, Han Yingmie's consciousness and body were occupied by Xie Qing. Xie Qing looked at Chen Tian. Chen Tian remained silent, then took a step forward, and a terrifying energy wave appeared behind Chen Tian.
Chen Tian suddenly appearing before him, Xie Qing was stunned. He has some skill.
This speed is not weaker than his. Chen Tian threw out a punch with all his might. Golden light filled his fist, and nine-colored patterns bloomed and spread.
A punch like a celestial descent!
Xie Qing waved his long sleeve, and black mist instantly appeared, turning the surrounding scene into nothingness.
Chen Tian's attack landed on the black mist as if sinking into quicksand. In the void, Chen Tian and Xie Qing's eyes met.
Then, Chen Tian said, "You are merely heavily injured, with less than 10% of your full strength. You are only comparable to a Bai Lie-level existence. What is there to fear?"
"Kid, so what? This 10% of strength is more than enough to deal with you!"
Xie Qing was stunned for a moment. The opponent actually saw that he was heavily injured. He had hidden it so well. How did he figure it out?
But even if he figured it out, so what?
After all, even 10% of his strength was not something a mortal could contend with.
Chen Tian slowly curled his lips, then took a step forward. Divine Ice and Divine Fire appeared in his hands, and armor instantly formed and donned his body.
Simultaneously, Divine Fire in his left hand and Divine Ice in his right, he was like a king of ice and fire.