On the opposite stands, Murong Yunlei sat high on a chair and nodded slightly when he saw the cold-faced young man defeat the opponent in one move.

"Ye Chen, not bad, not bad, your strength has improved a lot."

The cold-faced young man named Ye Chen glanced at him indifferently and said disdainfully: "Although Tianyu Eleven is dead, you are still not qualified to be the leader of the remaining five of us. Don't put on airs. I don't like it."

Murong Yunlei's face was twisted with anger, he gritted his teeth and couldn't speak, after a long while he coldly scolded: "Ye Chen, you are too self-righteous, do you really think you are so strong? It's so funny, killing an ant in the lower realm makes you feel superior."

Ye Chen glanced at the list again and suddenly laughed: "The person you are going to fight is also an unknown little person, let's see how many moves you can take him down!"

Murong Yunlei said disdainfully: "Why do we need several moves? One move is enough!"

As Murong Yunlei spoke, he stepped on a bolt of lightning and landed on the stage with a bang.

Perhaps to show off his extraordinary and powerfulness, the terrifying energy released by the thunder he stepped on caused the entire arena to shake.

In the stands, Ji Boda sneered in his heart, let you torture me, this time big brother will come on the field himself, and I will definitely take your head to avenge me!
He only dared to think about this in his heart. These monks who had come over the past thirteen days were indeed terrifyingly strong. Thinking about the beating he had suffered after being captured recently, he couldn't help but shudder.

On the opposite side, Meng Chen glanced at the gloomy Ji Boda and landed on the stage.

The other party also comprehended the Dao of Thunder, which made Meng Chen more interested in him.

After landing on the stage, Murong Yunlei folded his arms and looked down at Meng Chen.

"You are a pariah from the East Phoenix Territory. I believe you already know our true colors. Now you should kill yourself!"

Meng Chen's face was full of disbelief, and he looked at him as if he were a fool.

He also had the idea of ​​playing a joke, and put on a fearful expression: "Fellow Daoist Murong, although I am a cultivator from the lower realm, I still want to fight."

Murong Yunlei looked arrogant, and was flattered by Meng Chen's humble words. He said disdainfully: "No, if I ask you to commit suicide, you must do it, otherwise I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Meng Chen's expression gradually turned cold, and there was a faint flow of lightning and electricity on his body.

"Murong Yunlei, I told you I want to fight you, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Murong Yunlei was stunned by his sudden toughness. How could this lowly ant from the lower world, who was so humble just now, suddenly dare to go against him?

"Do you really want to die?" Murong Yunlei was furious.

Meng Chen sneered, condensed the thunder in his palm, and a thick purple thunder struck out.

"Rumble..."

Amidst the huge thunder, the lightning struck Murong Yunlei like a long snake.

Murong Yunlei's expression suddenly changed, and a blue energy barrier emanated from his body.

Thunder struck the energy barrier, lightning splashed everywhere, and cracks suddenly appeared on the energy barrier, spreading in all directions, and it could shatter at any time.

Murong Yunlei put away the broken energy barrier, his face full of solemnity. Judging from the attack just now, the opponent's understanding of the way of thunder was definitely not inferior to his.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked angrily.

Meng Chen looked calm: "I'm not kidding you, I really want to fight with you."

The thunder in Meng Chen's palm exploded again, and the entire arena on his body exploded. The thunder spread out in all directions like a silver snake, covering Murong Yunlei.

Murong Yunlei was completely enraged this time. Thunder patterns flickered on his purple skin and fierce electric light burst out. The purple thunder and Meng Chen's silver-white thunder collided fiercely.

Both sides had similar understandings of the way of thunder. As the electric flashes intersected and collided continuously, the arena was instantly submerged in thunder.

Murong Yunlei's face was extremely gloomy. He never expected that the lower realm cultivator he despised could actually compete with him, and even be evenly matched with him. "You! You are really kidding me!" he said angrily.

At first he felt that what the other party said might be true, and he just wanted to fight with him, but now the other party's strength has been revealed, and he is not weaker than himself at all. Isn't this just playing tricks on him!
"Ant, do you really think you can beat me?"

"Thunder Dragon, soaring into the sky!"

He roared angrily, and the thunder around him quickly gathered and turned into a thunder dragon. Fierce electric light exploded inside the thunder dragon, condensing into extremely violent destructive energy, and rushed towards Meng Chen.

During the process, the thunder dragon roared, tore apart the surrounding thunder, and rushed towards Meng Chen with a fierce murderous intent.

A hint of coldness flashed across Meng Chen's eyes, and two bolts of lightning gathered under his feet, leading him to retreat quickly. Murong Yunlei stood on top of the Thunder Dragon, urging it to continue its pursuit.

"Meng Chen, do you think you can escape?"

Meng Chen retreated a long distance, then suddenly soared into the sky, made a 90-degree turn, and avoided the attack of the thunder dragon.

Palm thunder gathered in his hand, but this time it was black thunder, filled with a strong aura of death, extremely cold.

After Murong Yunlei missed his target, he turned around and wanted to continue chasing, but when he turned around, he was met with Meng Chen's half-smile and... the black thunder in his hand.

He hesitated for a moment. Although the black thunder made his heart palpitate, it was impossible for him to stop at this point.

He rode on the Thunder Dragon and suddenly rushed towards Meng Chen. The Thunder Dragon roared and rushed to an area more than ten meters in front of Meng Chen in an instant.

Meng Chen also took action. The black thunder in his palm turned into a black lightning nail and suddenly hit the center of Lei Long's eyebrows.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the black lightning pierced through the Thunder Dragon's brow. The originally irritable Thunder Dragon suddenly stopped, and the thunder also stopped, as if it had solidified.

Murong Yunlei suddenly found that the Thunder Dragon had stopped moving, his face full of confusion and puzzlement. This state came so suddenly and inexplicably, he had no idea what was happening.

At this time, Meng Chen, who was pressing on the forehead of the Thunder Dragon in front of him, suddenly grinned. He quickly retreated backwards, and in a hurry, he jumped off the Thunder Dragon and fell vertically.

At this time, the thunder dragon he condensed began to move again after he fell.

The Thunder Dragon suddenly twisted violently, as if it was suffering some kind of torture. Seeing this, Meng Chen suddenly erupted with black thunder in his palm.

"boom!"

The lightning was bright, and it seemed as if a huge sun had risen above the arena, blindingly bright.

Murong Yunlei below looked up at the sky, and saw a streak of black emerging in the dazzling white light, suddenly falling with unparalleled power.

"boom!"

His body was submerged in black thunder, and the violent thunder energy enveloped him.

"Rumble..."

There were bursts of thunder, and the black thunder was like dirty black water, jumping on the ring, creating wave after wave.

After dozens of breaths, the lightning dissipated, and only Meng Chen was left on the stage. As for Murong Yunlei, he had disappeared without a trace.

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