Just as Kunpeng Wushangzi was preparing to unleash his full power.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden energy beam shot over like lightning and instantly enveloped him tightly.
The light came so suddenly that Kunpeng Wushangzi had no time to react before he was firmly trapped by it.
Meng stood not far away, his face showing an extremely calm expression.
He slowly extended a finger, as if it were just an ordinary gesture.
However, the moment his finger pointed at Kunpeng Wushangzi, the golden energy light enveloping Kunpeng Wushangzi suddenly trembled violently, and then burst forth with an extremely dazzling light.
The light was as intense as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.
After the light faded, everyone was surprised to find that Kunpeng Wushangzi had fallen straight to the ground, lost consciousness, and fainted.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene; their eyes widened, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
No one expected that Meng would defeat such a powerful and monstrous genius so easily, and with a single, decisive blow!
A murmur of surprise erupted from the crowd as people whispered amongst themselves, speculating about Meng's identity.
Who exactly is this mysterious figure? How can he possess such terrifying power?
Upon seeing this scene, Yuan Zhexian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Seeing this, Yuan Muqing blushed deeply and was so excited that she couldn't contain herself. She exclaimed excitedly, "Meng is so strong! He knocked that person unconscious with just one strike!"
Seeing Yuan Muqing's adoring expression, Yuan Zhexian felt a little annoyed.
He glared at Yuan Muqing.
Yuan Muqing seemed to sense Yuan Zhexian's dissatisfaction. She turned around and saw Yuan Zhexian's unhappy expression.
However, she didn't mind, and instead chuckled, then continued, "Of course, my brother will always be the strongest in my heart!"
"However, Meng is indeed very capable; he's only slightly less skilled than his brother!"
When Yuan Zhexian heard Yuan Muqing say that, he was both amused and exasperated.
He helplessly covered his forehead with his hand, thinking, "This little sister is hopeless."
Meanwhile, Yuan Wuluo, standing to the side, formed a stark contrast to Yuan Muqing.
His expression was unusually heavy, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on his heart.
Recalling his previous battle with Meng, Yuan Wuluo suddenly realized that Meng had actually been holding back all along.
Just then, the man from the Xiantian Palace, dressed in a white Chinese robe, flashed onto the dueling platform like lightning.
His appearance caused a sensation, and everyone turned their attention to him.
The emperor stood on the platform, expressionless, looking at the prodigy who was currently ranked third among the hundred, and coldly said, "Get down here!"
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