ago, so I didn't attack. I know those people were no match for her..."Long Wu heard this, his face instantly became even more unsightly: "Mei'er, who allowed you to use your divine sense against Chen...Suddenly, the sharp energy slashed at Chen Ping's body.

Ding ding ding……

A burst of metal clanging echoed, the force of it slamming into Chen Ping's body, causing sparks to erupt and vanish.

Such terrifying force couldn't break through Chen Ping's defense, inflicting any damage upon him.

"How is this possible"

Watanabe Ichiro was deeply moved.

Equally stunned was Anna in the audience. She had originally thought that Chen Ping's appearance on stage was a suicide mission, but the scene before her forced Anna to reconsider Chen Ping.

Andrew's jaw dropped in disbelief. He couldn't believe his eyes. Chen Ping, this little guy, had actually withstood Watanabe Ichiro's attack and remained unharmed. It was simply unbelievable.

"Instructor Chen, good job!"

“Instructor Chen is awesome, take them down…”

"Beat him, Instructor Chen! Beat him severely!"

The members of the Hufa Pavilion, seeing this, all shouted excitedly.

"What kind of martial art is this that can withstand my attack and leave you unharmed"

Watanabe Ichiro's face was cold as he asked Chen Ping.

"Do you really need martial arts to deal with you Your attacks are like tickling. I suggest you just pick up your sword!"

Chen Ping's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with disdain.

Just moments ago, Watanabe Ichiro was still brimming with arrogance and disdain. Now, he finds himself looked down upon by the other party.

Such a blow! Yes, Watanabe Ichiro roared.

"I don't believe it!"

Watanabe Ichiro roared, and once again slammed his palm down towards Chen Ping. This time, his qi was even more ferocious and violent, like a tornado, instantly sweeping across the entire stage.

A terrifying gust of energy swept across the platform, as if sucking all the air out in an instant. Chen Ping's body slowly lifted from the platform amidst this terrifying energy, his feet dangling in mid-air.

Chen Ping's body rose higher and higher, leaving the ring. The terrifying air dragon vortex directly enveloped Chen Ping. Those razor-sharp qi began to continuously attack Chen Ping's body.

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the air, all eyes were fixed on Chen Ping, but at this moment, his figure began to blur and fade.

Just then, suddenly within that gust of wind dragon vortex, but it was flickering with red light. Then the light shone, like a sun suddenly emitted its rays.

"Slash!"

Chen Ping held the Zhan Long Sword in his hand and slashed it down fiercely in front of him.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out, and before everyone could believe their eyes, the surging vortex of Qi was cleaved in two by Chen Ping's strike. As the vortex dissipated, Chen Ping's body slowly descended to the ground.

Chen Ping's Zhanlong Sword was burning with a raging fire, and the red blood flowing on the blade kept the flames burning even more fiercely.

"Man and sword as one" said with a face full of shame."What" Yao Qing was taken aback. "The aura of a ninth-rank Martial God on you must be from using evil arts, absorbing the strength of others. Could it be that at this l...