C191 (1/2)
Seeing the helplessness in Liu Shang's eyes, it seemed that he had already given up all hope. Even a master craftsman couldn't do anything, so Liu Chan Yu had to do everything on his own.
”Xiao Yu, everything depends on you. Don't let anything happen to him!”
Liu Shang prayed in his heart.
At this moment, the crowd had long been dissatisfied with the Star Pill Department's business, especially with Huang XiaoIron on the field. A young man like him actually dared to do such a despicable and shameless thing, it was truly disgraceful for a martial artist.
Huang Shan closed his eyes slightly. Naturally, he could be blamed for the anger of the audience and the dissatisfaction of the surrounding Nebula City families. However, he pushed all his responsibilities onto Huang XiaoIron, who was on the field. It was obvious who had come up with this idea from a single glance, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Moreover, the moment that Liu Zhaoyi was about to be destroyed by Huang XiaoIron, he was extremely shocked in his heart. He knew that if he wasn't careful, he would be struck by the backlash of thunder and be torn to shreds.
Liu Zhaoyi appropriately separated out a sliver of the power of his red pupils. As Huang XiaoIron focused his mind, the words immediately entered his mind.
No one had imagined that there would be such a violent explosion or explosion. On the contrary, not only was Liu Chan Yu's movement not slow, it was also getting faster and faster. The density of his star power was comparable to a meteor shower.
Everyone was suspicious. This Huang XiaoTie was clearly going to destroy the array, but now he had become Liu Chan's assistant.
While everyone was still in shock, Liu Zhaoyi's final hammer strike finally landed. Star power scattered in all directions and bright spots instantly illuminated the entire arena.
Liu Chan Yu's movements weren't slow at all. The lightning in his hands turned into a hammer that slowly dissipated. Liu Chan Yu placed it to the side and then quickly plunged the metal sword on the stage into the water.
”Roar!”
Suddenly, a mist shot up into the sky. That was not the temperature of the flames, but the polishing process of the lightning and fire between heaven and earth.