The immense force sent Shen Haoran flying. The residual Powerful Qi gouged a long trench into the Martial Arts Arena as his body slid to a halt, where he lay facedown and motionless.
"Is it over? I guess Shen Haoran was no match for Ouyang Chen after all!" the crowd lamented, looking at Ouyang Chen, who still held his punching stance. 'For Shen Haoran to have made it this far as a Tier Four Spirit General is already incredible. His luck just ran out when he met Ouyang Chen. If he hadn't swapped lots with Long Mo, he might have broken into the top ten!'
"Brother Shen!"
Seeing Shen Haoran lying motionless, the members of the Yao Sect cried out in worry. The power behind Ouyang Chen's punch had been too ferocious; an ordinary person could never have withstood it!
