It can only be described as an old man hanging himself, tired of living!
"Well then, it seems I should thank you on behalf of all the beauties!" Jiang Yuan nodded and said calmly.
"bring it on!"
Wu Jie, with the air of a grandmaster, waited quietly for Jiang Yuan.
"You're too kind!"
Jiang Yuan cupped his hands, and his aura immediately became reserved and restrained, just like a peerless sword that had been sheathed.
"I used to only hear that the Desert Eagle was ruthless, but now I see, I have to add 'brainless' to that description!" The killer's eyes were sharp, and his assessment of Takesuke was spot on.
"Really? I'd love to see just how powerful the legendary Dark Fang Deadly Strike really is!"
Quick-fire, who had remained silent until now, spoke coldly.
"Oh, well, we'll see!" said Deadly, unconcerned.
The atmosphere on the arena was unusually strange. Wu Jie was waiting for Jiang Yuan to make a move, while Jiang Yuan slowly walked towards Wu Jie.
A psionic type is now approaching a power type; this scene looks incredibly bizarre.
"What is this masked man trying to do? How dare a psionicist attack Wu Jie at close range? If he fails in one strike, he will inevitably face a fierce counterattack!" He Yiping looked at the two on the arena with suspicion.
At that moment, Huo Yun sensed something; it seemed that this attack was directed at him by the apostle.
Jiang Yuan exuded a very calm aura, but this calmness was the last thing before the storm.
He raised his hand, and with that one movement, all the flames transformed into a single, raging fire in his palm. "Who says psionicists can't engage in close combat!"
Jiang Yuan's fist struck out, and this blow directly pulled up all the fire-attribute power in the vicinity. When the fist exploded in Wu Jie's chest, a brilliant flame bloomed.
Boom! The entire arena was engulfed in flames!
"This is a fire domain!"
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