"Let me show you a new move!"
A cold shout escaped Chen Mo's lips. Instantly, under countless shocked gazes, strands of silver Thunder Arc shot out from Chen Mo's body. At that moment, he seemed like a War God bathed in lightning.
He bent down and punched the ground heavily. Dozens of thick silver Thunder Serpents erupted from where his fist touched the earth. As the arcs flashed across, runes lit up on the plaza—arrays meant to prevent the plaza from being damaged, ensuring the subsequent matches were unaffected.
The speed of the Thunder Serpents was so fast that it caught people off guard. In the stands, all they could see was a few flashes of silver light on the field, followed by crackling explosions. Following the sound, they saw Nangong Yue, who had been thrown into the air by Chen Mo, fall only to be caught stably by him in a princess carry.
Apart from the two of them, all other disciples on the field were eliminated.
Wow!
