C1155 CHAPTER1155
C1155 CHAPTER1155
He followed the black-clothed referee and left.
At this moment.
The atmosphere of the entire martial arena was strange.
On the martial arena, Peter Parker stood with his arms crossed.
Below, everyone was silently looking at Peter Parker on the arena. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
It was as if the entire martial arena's time had been frozen at this moment.
No one knew how long had passed.
The martial arena's great door creaked as it was pushed open.
Then...
A black-clothed youth with a cold expression slowly walked into the martial arena.
The black-clothed youth was none other than the seventh level Battle King, the Cold Killing God Zhuang Lige.
He walked step by step towards the center of the martial arena. A wave of killing intent also slowly swept across the entire martial arena.
"Peter Parker!"
Zhuang Lige stepped onto the martial arena. His cold eyes sparkled with a blood-red light. A divine will that contained endless killing intent swept across the heaven and earth.
This scene instantly caused everyone present to hold their breaths.
Peter Parker, the fastest monstrous genius to charge into the tower since the ancient times. He was known as the invincible god of war!
Zhuang Lige, the seventh level Battle King of the Ascending Dragon Pagoda, the cold-faced Killing God whose might shook the entire pagoda!
The battle between these two would undoubtedly be a rare battle between the two of them.
"Zhuang Lige, you're finally here!"
Peter Parker's eyes focused, and his divine soul's will roared out as well.
The two powerful divine souls' wills collided in midair in an instant.
Boom!
An invisible collision sound seemed to come from the void as an invisible energy wave spread out with the martial arena as the center.
In an instant...
On the martial arts arena, Peter Parker and Peter Parker's figures both took seven or eight steps back.
"Peter Parker, you really do have some ability. No wonder you were able to reach the seventh floor so quickly."
Zhuang Lige's eyes were fixed on Peter Parker. His cold eyes also flashed with a trace of gloominess.
One month ago.
Peter Parker was only at the fourth level of the Divine Soul Realm and had just ascended to the fifth level of the Dragon Pagoda.
Although Peter Parker had already displayed his incredible talent at that time, Zhuang Lige didn't really take it to heart.
Initially, he thought that...
He had offered three thousand divine crystals to reward Peter Parker's head, which was enough to make Peter Parker suffer a crushing defeat on the fifth and sixth floor.
However, reality slapped him hard.
Not only had Peter Parker not been stopped by his bounty, but he had also completed the massacre on the fifth and sixth level in a row and rushed to the seventh level in one breath!
This fellow's cultivation base was only at the seventh level of the Divine Soul Realm.
But in the exchange of Divine Soul Will just now, his Divine Soul Will of the ninth level of the Divine Soul Realm actually did not have the slightest advantage!
At this moment.
Zhuang Lige did not dare to underestimate Peter Parker in the slightest.
This kid in front of him was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever met since he entered the Rising Dragon Pagoda!
"Zhuang Lige, I only managed to obtain a Dragonblood Demon Fruit during the auction, so you will reward me with 3,000 Divine Crystals."
"It's time to settle this score."
"Come and fight. Today, we'll fight to decide who wins and who dies!"
As Peter Parker's cold voice faded, the Blood Dragon Sword appeared out of thin air. It was like a peerless divine sword had been unsheathed, emitting an extremely fierce aura.
Zhuang Lige's expression was cold. The aura that contained monstrous killing intent also soared into the sky.
"I, Zhuang Lige, have never lost a hundred battles since I entered the Rising Dragon Pagoda!"
"Originally, I thought that my final opponent in the Rising Dragon Pagoda would only be one of the ten people on the eighth level. I never thought that you would deliver yourself to my doorstep."
"Since you insist on courting death, then I will kill you first and then go to the eighth level!"
As Zhuang Lige's sinister voice faded, the entire martial arena's origin energy crazily surged, gathering towards Zhuang Lige.
Zhuang Lige stretched out his palm, and a massive tornado with a diameter of over 30 meters instantly condensed.
He held the tornado with one hand, and the terrifying wind blades tore apart the space around him. He looked like a god that controlled a storm!
"Die!"
Zhuang Lige flipped his hand and struck out with his palm. The huge tornado was like the end of the world as it rushed towards Peter Parker with a force that could destroy heaven and earth.
Boom!
The tornado whizzed out, leaving a visible black crack in the air. In the blink of an eye, it appeared above Peter Parker's head.
The terrifying hurricane seemed to want to swallow Peter Parker whole.
"As expected of the seventh floor's Combat King, Zhuang Lige. What a terrifying strength!"
Seeing this scene, many of the spectators couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.
Ever since Zhuang Lige had obtained the seventh floor's Battle King title a year ago, he had never fought again.
A year had passed.
Now that Zhuang Lige had once again stepped onto the martial arts arena, his first move was earth-shattering.
Even an ordinary ninth level Divine Soul Realm martial artist would probably be easily insta-killed by Zhuang Lige!
"Tsk tsk..."
"This Zhuang Lige is indeed extraordinary. He probably already has the strength to challenge those few on the eighth level."
"Old man Pang, I'm afraid that the little guy you've taken a liking to will be in trouble."
At this time, in an inconspicuous corner of the martial arena, a grey-clothed old man looked at the red-clothed old man beside him and said with some schadenfreude.
If Peter Parker had noticed this, he would have immediately recognized that the red-clothed old man was the one he had encountered on the fifth floor, Pang Qingyuan.
"Old Meng, don't laugh at me in your heart."
Pang Qingyuan smiled bitterly. "It seems like you also think that Peter Parker has no chance of winning?"
"One word, difficult!"
"Zhuang Lige's cultivation base has already reached the peak of the ninth level of the Divine Soul realm, while Peter Parker's cultivation base has only just reached the seventh level of the Divine Soul realm! "
"Those who are able to enter the seventh level of the Rising Dragon Pagoda are all rare geniuses in the Lower Realm. Between geniuses of the same level, it is virtually impossible to cross two small realms to defeat the enemy."
The gray-clothed old man shook his head and said.
"Maybe a miracle will happen."
Pang Qingyuan thought of Peter Parker's achievements in the Rising Dragon Pagoda and couldn't help but say.
"If he can really achieve this, I'm afraid that he will be considered a rare genius even in the Ancient Dragon Race. Then, you will be considered to have earned a fortune."
The grey-robed elder said with a smile.
However...
Even though the grey clothed old man spoke in this way, he'd long since determined in his heart that this was practically impossible.
"Haha..."
"Zhuang Lige, with just this method, you still can't do anything to me. Show me some true ability."
While Pang Qing Yuan and Peter Parker were talking, Peter Parker smiled faintly and condensed his Indestructible Golden Body.
He raised his head and looked at the hurricane that was sweeping towards him. His golden fist carried a punch that was a hundred meters wide and forcefully collided with the dangerous hurricane.
Boom!
The two enormous forces collided in midair with a loud bang, creating a thunder-like explosion.
Zhuang Lige's monstrous hurricane exploded inch by inch under Peter Parker's fist energy.
In the blink of an eye.
The thirty meter tornado was completely destroyed by Peter Parker's fist energy!
The power of one punch was at its peak!