The Strongest Takeout System

"Isn't this kid's speed too heaven-defying?"

Numerous gasps sounded in the arena as they watched the change in the arena.

Cultivators were already faster than ordinary people, but to create an afterimage was not an easy feat. Only peak Qi Condensation experts would be able to create an afterimage.

As for the two afterimages, just what realm was it in? No one dared to imagine it because they had never seen it before!

Looking at the two Wang Yu contestants, Zhang Shen'er's pretty face stiffened and she stuck out her tongue, "So this guy is really that amazing!"

"Old Fu, you … Can you tell which one is real? " Liu Wen's expression was also very serious. He turned his head to look at Zhang Fu, who let out an embarrassed, bitter laugh. No matter how he tried to sense him, he couldn't identify him.

The two of them looked at each other before they shook their heads with bitter smiles …

If they were like this, then Mo Qiubei and the green-faced arhat on the field were both stiff, but the two of them were not flustered. So what if they did not recognize the original body?

But whether it was real or fake, they were fearless. They just had to do their best to kill them!

The two of them looked at each other and nodded their heads. They gathered all the true energy within their bodies and wanted to kill him in one blow!

"Kid, you only know how to make some fake ones. So what if they are fast? Strength is the way to go! "

Mo Qiubei roared and gathered all his Zhen Qi into his right fist, "I don't care if you are real or fake, kill them all!"

Although the voice was loud, its gaze did not dare to be slow. A glint flashed across its eyes as it looked at the figure that was flashing over.

His eyes stared unwaveringly at Wang Yu, who was flying over. His pupils constricted, and his expression turned serious as a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, this is real!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Xuan infused all of his zhenqi into his right fist and bellowed, "Go to hell!"

On his fist, a green light flashed, bringing along the sound of wind. It was extremely terrifying, as though it could tear through the air at any time, and it rushed towards Wang Yu who was flying towards him. As long as his fist hit Wang Yu, he was confident that as long as this fist landed, the opponent would be crippled even if not dead!

This was a punch with all his might, trying his best to kill in one blow!

Countless gazes were attracted over, and the green-faced Arhat heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. He knew that this side of his must be fake.

Everyone from the Zhang Clan held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly. They had high hopes for Wang Yu, but Mo Qiubei was not an ordinary person!

Everyone's eyes gathered on him.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mo Qiubei's terrifying punch covered the sky as it flew towards Wang Yu, ferociously smashing on him.

"Chi!"

A punch was sent out, everyone's faces turned pale, but in the next moment, Mo Qiubei's face suddenly froze, his old face fiercely twitched, completely twisted, and a sharp voice exploded out from his mouth: "Old Luo, this is fake!"

The green-faced Arhat's expression abruptly changed when he heard the Arhat's howl, and his expression became incomparably cold. All of the true energy that had just been released had been gathered together.

"Mo Qiubei, what are you two doing? He's just a brat, what are you guys wasting? " Although Zhang Chengwu's strength had plummeted, she had never thought that he would still lose in a one on one fight. Now that he was at a disadvantage, if he continued to fight for a little longer, he would definitely lose!

She was incomparably clear what it meant to lose!

"What the f * ck are you muttering for? This kid is not simple!"

The originally flustered green-faced arhat instantly went into a rage. Ignoring the fact that his strength was inferior to that of Hu Mei, he explosively roared and concentrated his attention on Wang Yu, who was getting closer and closer.

His palm struck out explosively, with an imposing manner that was like a rainbow, like the roar of a tsunami, it struck towards Wang Yu's throat.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air as they stared fixedly at the scene before them!

It could be said that this palm strike meant that victory or defeat depended on it!

"Chi!"

However …

The violent clash that the crowd had expected did not occur. They had never expected that the green-faced arhat's full strength attack would miss!

This... It was actually fake as well!

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

The green-faced Arhat converged all his strength into a single palm strike and fiercely struck out, but he didn't expect that it would miss again. His expression instantly changed greatly, or to be exact, it was a face full of panic!

In an exchange between experts, what did it mean to miss an all-out strike?

He never thought that the two would be afterimages and not his original body. Then where was his original body?

"Haha, the Four Monsters of the southeast, it's just this much!"

Everyone's faces were filled with shock and suspicion. Just as everyone was in a daze, a bright laugh exploded in the air, engulfing the entire arena!

"Hey, where are you looking?"

Wang Yu suddenly appeared behind the green-faced Arhat who was staggering in the air from the full force of his attack. The latter turned his head in fright, and the playful smile on his young face caused him to tremble with fear. He wanted to flee, but his body was already unable to react.

"Thunder right hand!"

A dry and hoarse roar suddenly exploded out from the mouth of the young man. The air immediately emitted a series of crackling and crackling sounds. It was unknown whether the space itself had been torn to shreds.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed. At this moment, Wang Yu's right hand was completely covered by lightning. At first glance, he looked like a thunder god, majestic and awe-inspiring!

Bang!

A fist was thrown out, bringing with it the sound of whistling wind, and a frightening lightning bolt was shot out, directly smashing into the green faced Arhat who did not have enough time to react.

Under the frightened gazes of the crowd, a deafening clap of thunder resounded through the sky!

Pfft!

A figure flew out horizontally, his clothes were directly torn to pieces by the lightning. When that figure flew out, Wang Yu's figure flashed, suddenly appearing in the air above the green faced arhat that flew out and violently kicked down.

Bang!

His body heavily crashed on the ground, causing dust to fly into the air. A huge hole was left in the ground.

Silence!

The entire arena was deathly silent. At this moment, the entire scene was completely silent. Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at the dust cloud. They all felt as though it was going to explode at any moment, unable to believe everything that was happening before their eyes!

After a while, the dust settled, and a young figure slowly appeared in front of everyone. Everyone sucked in a cold breath of air as they watched Wang Yu step on the chest of the green-faced Arhat, his body as straight as a spear.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a clear voice rang out from the young man's mouth, causing their bodies to tremble violently.

"Next, it's your turn!"