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"Hey, kid, you've been in the dark for so long, you're finally here!"

Pan Xing looked at Ling Yan proudly, suppressing the excitement in his heart as he chuckled.

Hm? Something was wrong.

Pan Xing frowned slightly as he faced Ling Yan from less than ten meters away. The strange feeling he had just had became more and more obvious, as if his breathing had been restricted and he was feeling a bit stifled.

I'm afraid that this isn't the reason. There's something strange about Ling Yan!

Ling Yan didn't say anything. He finally raised his head and looked at Pan Xing. A trace of an expressionless face finally showed on his face. The corners of his mouth lifted, and his snow-white teeth shone with an exceptionally sharp light under the sunlight!

F * ck you, laughing your ass off!

Pan Xing was not happy with Ling Yan's current expression. However, since the ants had come, he still decided to play with Ling Yan.

He, who was at the third level of the Fetal Stage and had achieved the first level of the Fetal Stage, was no different from playing around.

With a cold snort, Pan Xing moved first. He didn't use his movement technique, but rather used his true essence to drive his body. Even so, Pan Xing arrived in front of Ling Yan in the blink of an eye, stretched out his palm, and swept it toward Ling Yan's face with lightning speed!

He's going to smash Ling Yan's mouth to pieces. Didn't you turn white? I'll break a few of your teeth and let you leak some air. Pan Xing grinned viciously.

Upon seeing Pan Xing's reaction, the crowd below the arena couldn't help but start discussing among themselves.

"Damn. It seems like Pan Xing plans on playing a good game with Ling Yan. But even if he doesn't use movement techniques, his speed is just too fast. I can't even see him clearly anymore …" A large success Mortal Stage martial artist immediately exclaimed.

"There's nothing I can do about it. With his high innate talent, I heard that he obtained some sort of opportunity. Naturally, he's much more powerful …"

"If this is the case, Ling Yan should be able to hold on for a little longer. Haha, but his mouth will probably be slapped …"

Everyone spoke very quickly. In the next second.

"Pah!"

Everyone was immediately stunned. Their mouths were open so wide that an egg could fit inside!

A crisp sound rang out as a figure retreated a few steps, clutching his left cheek as he looked on in disbelief.

"You can't."

Ling Yan said indifferently as he slowly lifted the corner of his mouth and waved his index finger in front of Pan Xing.

Pan Xing immediately exploded in anger. "Tsk! Not only did he not slap Ling Yan, he even slapped him in the face. He even made people who he thought were ants look down on him."

Humiliation, an enormous humiliation!

"You're courting death!"

Pan Xing flew into a rage. True energy surged through his body to his legs, and he suddenly stomped on the ground.

"Bam!"

The red sandstone arena seemed to have been struck by a sledgehammer. Pan Xing appeared in front of Ling Yan in the blink of an eye and threw a heavy punch.

The wind from his fist blew against his opponent's fist, but it was still as cold as before!

Pan Xing was more than twice as fast as last time, but Ling Yan could still see where he was going to attack.

Ling Yan's eyes were focused on Pan Xing, and he was the only one left in his line of sight. He even stopped himself from breathing, and just as Pan Xing's heavy punch was about to hit Ling Yan's head, Ling Yan grinned, lifted his hand, and 1500 pounds of strength exploded out!

"Pah!"

Pan Xing didn't expect Ling Yan to be so strong. He was sent flying like a swallow with broken wings, but this force seemed to have been deliberately controlled by Ling Yan. Pan Xing landed heavily on the edge of the arena, and with just a little more strength, Pan Xing would have fallen.

Pan Xing wanted to play with Ling Yan, and Ling Yan was no different.

The audience was in an uproar!