119: You... lost

"Earth Wall!"

"Entangle!"

"Lightning Strike!"

"Overload!"

"Diffuse!"

The battlefield was a riot of dazzling colors, and roars echoed endlessly. Xiao Fan, floating in the air, was like a human-shaped fort, unleashing several elemental forces with a casual flick of his finger!

The ground collapsed, cracked, and exploded, as various elements fully displayed their power, following closely behind Wang Qingtian like death reapers!

For the past half year, Wang Qingtian had desperately Cultivated his power, thinking he would have a fist-to-fist showdown with Xiao Fan!

But how did Xiao Fan start playing with elements?

His development of the Xi Chu Overlord Legacy had just begun. His magic resistance was not low, and a single elemental attack from Xiao Fan didn't hurt that much, but Xiao Fan was using Overload!

Explosions!

And one after another, covering all directions.

Zhuge Tianming couldn't help but exclaim, "The old saying is true."

"All fear stems from insufficient firepower."

Xiao Fan's current state was too terrifying, he was practically a human-shaped elemental cannon!

The commentator didn't know what to say and fell silent for a moment.

A Saint-Grade chasing and beating a Myth-Grade, and it was the Wang family, he dared not say anything.

But the law doesn't punish a crowd.

The audience below, however, roared!

"What a waste!"

"Hey, is this the Legacy holder of the Overlord Martial Emperor?"

"Damn it, being chased and beaten by a Saint-Grade, and that elemental intensity is only nine-star. Didn't you Cultivate magic resistance, damn it?"

"Can you only run?"

"Such trash!"

"Damn it!"

"Losing money is one thing, but this fight makes me sick. It's truly embarrassing, Xi Chu Overlord? Go home and drink your mother's milk!"

In a corner, Wang Guangyi, with his head full of white hair, sat in a wheelchair, his brows tightly furrowed, his fists slightly clenched. Listening to the insults around him, he felt only helplessness and powerlessness.

Young Lord… keep going!!

The mocking laughter of the crowd was overwhelming, piercing through the loud bangs of the elemental explosions and reaching Wang Qingtian's ears!

He was truly in agony, his heart aching.

Six months of devilish training, yet now, he couldn't even touch Xiao Fan's clothes?

Was the gap really that big!?

I'm not reconciled!!

In the sky, Xiao Fan cursed even more unrestrainedly, "Wang Qingtian!"

"I waited for you for half a year, and you show me this, damn it?"

"Looking at your butt?"

"Turn around, face me!"

"Can you at least act like the Xi Chu Overlord?!"

These were still tolerable, but the next sentence completely broke Wang Qingtian's defense!

"Half a year ago you only knew how to run, half a year later you still only know how to run! How long are you going to run? Will you still only run when Old Yi is in danger next time!?"

"Roar!" An angry roar burst forth. Wang Qingtian suddenly looked up and turned around, revealing a ferocious face with bloodshot eyes!

You're spouting nonsense!

I'm not trash who only runs!

You can say anything, but not about Old Yi!

I'll fight you to the death!

Facing the whistling, dense elemental attacks of various colors, he roared and charged forward!

But it was useless.

His speed wasn't fast enough, and he was hit by more than a dozen attacks instantly!

Beautiful elements mercilessly landed on him, with at least three Overloads among them!

Three explosions!

In just one encounter, his Physical Body was bloody and mangled, blood flowing freely, and his body swayed precariously!

But Xiao Fan showed no mercy, pressing his advantage!

Another three Overloads were unleashed!

"Ah!" Wang Qingtian screamed in pain, flying backward again. This time, he couldn't even stand steadily and was about to fall!

But suddenly, he exerted force with his legs, straightened his body, his eyes burning like flames, staring intently at Xiao Fan!

Advance!

At the same time, Xiao Fan floated to the ground, looking at Wang Qingtian with an indifferent expression.

"If you touch me, you win."

These extremely humiliating words enraged Wang Qingtian. After taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists tightly!

Half a year of training was not wasted time!

He was already able to master the Overlord's Martial Dao left by the Overlord Martial Emperor to a certain extent!

His body suddenly began to tremble violently, and extremely oppressive black smoke spewed from his pores, swirling around him!

At this moment, his entire aura surged wildly, his posture resembling the indomitable Xi Chu Overlord!

"Overlord State! Activate!"

He roared and charged out, his speed at least twice as fast as before!

But Xiao Fan's expression didn't change, and he suddenly raised his hand!

"Second-stage Overload, three attacks!"

First-stage was lightning and fire.

Second-stage was golden lightning and wood fire, with more than double the power!

Three attacks meant twelve layers of elemental power, unleashed sequentially from Xiao Fan's hand in just two short seconds!

Wang Qingtian's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly pushed off the ground, shifting sideways, and dodged!

"It's meaningless." Xiao Fan flicked his hand, unleashing three more second-stage Overload explosions!

This time, Wang Qingtian couldn't dodge in time!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three second-stage Overloads successively struck the giant-like young man. He fell again and again.

Finally, he fell like a kite with a broken string, landing awkwardly on the ground, his Overlord State directly shattered!

In Wang Guangyi's old eyes, tears of helplessness streamed out wildly!

He wanted so badly to go up and help the Young Lord, but he couldn't even stand up now!

At this moment, his father, the Hercules God King, appeared beside Wang Guangyi and said in a deep voice, "How can one expect to enter the Super God Class without wanting to train!"

"Since he's been lazy for over a decade, he should pay the price!"

In the center of the cracked ground, Wang Qingtian lay like a defeated dog, with charred smoke emanating from his body.

"Pfft!"

A large mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth. He shakily stood up, his eyes unfocused.

He could no longer clearly hear the overwhelming insults around him; his hearing had become very blurry. Extreme pain spread throughout his Physical Body, and it seemed as if a group of imps were shouting in his ear, telling him to fall, to faint, to surrender, that everything would end!

"Go to hell..." Wang Qingtian muttered hoarsely, slowly and with difficulty approaching Xiao Fan.

With every step, he left a footprint made of blood, for he was already a blood-soaked man!

But Xiao Fan showed no mercy, unleashing another cold second-stage Overload.

"Boom!"

Wang Qingtian was blown away again, landing with even thicker charred smoke emanating from his body. His right upper arm was even blasted through, and scarlet blood dripped from the thick bone.

His right hand was powerless...

Then he would use his left hand to support himself!

I can't fall, I can't just fall like this. I know I'll definitely lose!

But I can't possibly not even touch him once, can I?

Old Yi is still watching me!

I don't want to be this embarrassing!!

"Ah!!"

"Get up!"

Wang Qingtian's voice was on the verge of breaking, filled with pain and despair.

Because his left hand seemed unable to support his Physical Body anymore!

"Bang!"

His left hand gave out, and he fell.

Support again!

"Bang!"

Once again, he landed awkwardly headfirst.

Then support himself one more time!

Finally, he trembled and stood up, but his shattered Physical Body was like a dandelion in the wind, as if it would scatter with a single blow.

"Second-stage Overload!" Xiao Fan's face was expressionless. He raised his hand and attacked!

Lightning and fire roared out, without any surprise or Miracle, it just smashed onto the almost dead Wang Qingtian. This time, he was blasted to the edge of the battlefield, crashing into the wall.

This tragic sight silenced all the spectators.

"Surrender..."

"Sigh, he's already like this, if he keeps fighting, he'll die, right?"

Suddenly!

Wang Qingtian, lying on the ground, burst into tears!

On his bloody face, turbid tears streamed out wildly, and his bone-exposed jaw trembled violently.

No!

I don't want to fall!

Get up!

My willpower can still hold on, but why is my Physical Body not obeying me?

I'm not a coward!

Nor lazy!

But why is the gap getting bigger and bigger...

So big it's almost despair-inducing.

Blood mixed with turbid tears, extreme pain and extreme sorrow almost broke him!

But he really... really... couldn't stand up anymore...

Xiao Fan's expression was complex.

You've tried very hard...

Sigh!

Forget it, one last strike to finish it.

Without any fanfare, he directly rushed to Wang Qingtian's side, and the Overload energy smashed towards his back!

"Boom!"

A loud bang, and screams erupted throughout the arena, almost everyone's face filled with horror!

They hadn't expected Xiao Fan to be so insane, still fighting like this?

Some people even covered their eyes, lowering their heads, not daring to look at the battlefield, afraid of seeing a pile of flying shredded flesh!

The ground within a thousand meters shattered, and charred smoke permeated and billowed.

The referee no longer hesitated, their opinions unified, and he stood up, saying in a deep voice, "Xiao Fan wins!"

"Medical personnel, quickly enter the arena to save him!"

"Hurry!!"

Several figures in white rushed into the battlefield!

Within the black smoke, Xiao Fan's brows were tightly furrowed, full of helplessness. How could you catch up to someone's decades of effort in just half a year?

Reality was too cruel, and the truth was very likely that Wang Qingtian would never catch up to them in this life.

"Sigh." He sighed, patted the dust off his body, and turned to leave.

Suddenly.

A finger bone, from which all flesh had been blasted away, trembled and lifted, touching Xiao Fan's clothing, leaving a drop of crimson blood, and a trembling sentence that made one's scalp tingle.

"You... lost."