However, if he really wanted to drink, it would be too wasteful to just fight Meng Ke. He might as well have it all in one pot.

"Okay." The referee nodded, then looked at Meng Tian who was sitting in the top ten seats, and said: "Meng Tian, ​​come off and accept the challenge. You can't refuse player No. 8."

"Haha... interesting..." Immediately, the corners of Meng Tian's mouth rose slightly, outlining a hint of ice-cold chill.

The next second, Meng Tian instantly fell from the top ten seats and quickly leaped to the top of the ring.

"I need to remind you that this competition will end at the last minute. If you do anything inappropriate, you will be responsible for the consequences." After the referee finished speaking, he immediately walked off the ring.

At this moment, there were three people standing on the huge arena.

"Junior sister Meng Ke, how about I just watch the battle from the sidelines." Meng Tian said to Meng Ke with a smile on his face.

"That's what you meant. Brother Meng Tian, ​​please don't take action. Let me do it." After Meng Ke said this, he strode towards Ye Wanwan with an indifferent expression.

…

At this time, Ye Wanwan's right hand was gently placed on the wine gourd at her waist.

But after thinking for a long time, Ye Wanwan released the wine gourd again. There was no need to be too anxious to drink. First, she would try to see if there was much difference between herself and the so-called S-class mercenaries.

"Shua"!

In a moment, Meng Ke shot out a palm, like a rainbow piercing the sun, with a gentle and fierce palm movement.

This palm is extremely powerful. If an ordinary mercenary is hit, he may not die but will be seriously injured.

"So fast……"

Ye Wanwan looked slightly surprised. This Meng Ke was worthy of being an S-class mercenary. Both in terms of strength and speed, he was close to perfection.

However, the next second, Ye Wanwan stood on the ring without any movement. In Ye Wanwan's eyes, Meng Ke's speed seemed to be infinitely slowed down, and the trajectory of his moves became clear.

At the VIP table, Lord Shura's cold eyes never moved away. The moment Meng Ke made his move, Lord Shura stood up calmly, as if he would stop the continuation of this contest at any time, and this move happened to also fall.

In Ji Xiuran's eyes.

…

"boom"!

Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted above the arena.

Ye Wanwan almost instinctively used the palm technique of the Great Compassion Palm to instantly blast towards Meng Ke.

For Ye Wanwan at this stage, the strongest attack is passive attack. Even if she knows the skill of Great Compassion Palm, if she were to actively attack, she would probably have little power.

The next second, Ye Wanwan and Meng Ke faced each other with their palms facing each other, and a mysterious force burst out from Ye Wanwan's palm, neutralizing part of Meng Ke's strength.

"Haha, it's just you." At that moment, Meng Ke sneered and pushed his right arm forward.

In an instant, a huge palm force enveloped Ye Wanwan.

I saw Ye Wanwan's body quickly retreating towards the rear.

See the difference between superior and inferior.

After stabilizing her body, Ye Wanwan calmed down her thoughts. She was able to deal with the A-level mercenaries by herself. Facing the real S-level mercenaries, it was impossible to defeat them without drinking.

unrealistic.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yan looked a little confused, that ugly girl... he must have read it correctly... she was the witch who was the leader of the Fearless Alliance, right... Brother Flathead couldn't beat Meng Ke??
Chapter completed!