And, it was really created by him.

Monster!

At this moment, this is the only thought in everyone's mind.

You must know that even He Cheng and Li Yutong had to practice for a long time before they succeeded in shaping, and they all built and shaped with their hands.

As for Jiang Li, he used the light of his sword to shape it.

How did he do it? With his mind?

Can a human soul really achieve this level of strength?

At this time, everyone opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen something terrible.

There were a lot of people at the Sword Bearer's headquarters, and the cup fell to the ground, making a tinkling glass sound.

In the Red Bird Stadium, in the viewing area for the eliminated players, Li Yutong bit his lips with a complicated look on his face.

He Cheng, who was slightly injured, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The huge thunderbird flew towards Dai Zhenguo with its piercing cry.

Dai Zhenguo's pupils tightened, and he struck with one shot, like splitting a mountain and cutting waves, towards the huge thunderbird that had already arrived in front of him.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded.

Above the arena, dust and smoke filled the air.

When the dust and smoke cleared, they saw a cut mark on Dai Zhenguo's chest that was deep enough to show the bone, and blood was continuously flowing out from the wound.

Dai Zhenguo still stood tall and straight.

"I lost! Next time, I hope we can meet in the military."
Chapter completed!