Chapter 35: Arena Chaos
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The judge Enforcer Wu Tiao narrowed his eyes, then he used his fingers to tap his chin. "this is Strange… I felt the aura of a Qi body earlier. But this boy is clearly Peak Stage six… unless…" He shook his head. "No. That's Impossible. He must be using a very advanced defensive technique."
Even as he tried to convince himself, his eyes kept drifting back to Yin Zhe's unmoving body. To him. Something didn't add up.
Bao Pang's punches started to slow down. Due to fatigue. The sound of his fists hitting hard flesh changed from sharp THUDS to dull thump… thump… thump… His breathing grew heavier as he continued punching.
"Haaa… ahhh… huff" he breathed heavily as Sweat rolled down his face. "Why… why... aren't… you… going down…?"
Yin Zhe tilted his head slightly. "Ahem. Are you Done?"
"Kha!"
Around them, dozens of contestants whispered loudly, pointing fingers, making wild guesses.
"No way… this is sick"
"What kind of monster… is he"
