Boom!
The arena shattered, and a vast and powerful energy swept around.
Amidst a deafening roar, three figures flew out directly, crashing hard onto the ground and skidding several feet.
The arena, now in ruins, had a hole blasted into it by Chen Mo. Chen Mo stood up slowly from within the hole, the sunlight reflecting off his bare upper body, making him appear so strong and powerful.
Despite the destruction of the arena, Chen Mo remained within its boundaries.
In contrast, Li Weiqiu, Peng Yun, and Wang Yang were simultaneously blasted away, lying on the ground, unable to rise. The victor was clear at a glance.
Wow!
Once again, an uproar erupted.
Just one move!
Only one move.
And these three were defeated.
One must know that these three could each lift a great cauldron weighing tens of thousands of pounds.
Especially Li Weiqiu, who had performed the best in the first three tests.
But now, he could not even withstand a single move from Chen Mo.
