At this time, the referee of the Martial Arts Alliance also stepped forward, ready to announce the result of this competition.
"Let me announce that in this time's competition, Fugee wins…"
The referee announced loudly, but at this moment, everyone in the Luther family was not as excited as they thought.
Although Fugee won, but it was before Abel fought back. For their Luther family, there is nothing to be happy about.
"I'm not dead yet, just announcing the result so easily, is the Martial Arts Alliance acting so hasty?"
Just as everyone was about to leave the arena and Fugee was about to leave, a sound like a thundering thunder suddenly came from the deep pit.
For a moment, the scene was silent, and they all looked into the deep pit, and even those who left stopped.
They saw Abel's body slowly rising from the deep pit, his clothes were all torn, and the dazzling golden light was a little dim, but Abel's aura was still strong, as if he was not affected.
"hiss…"
Looking at Abel in good condition, everyone took a deep breath.
"This…how is this possible? Even the strongest of a Votu's peak strength, I'm afraid they can't be intact under Fugee's Holy Light Fist, right?"
"Too terrifying, too enchanting, is this Abel still human?"
"You are so powerful at such a young age!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at Abel in disbelief.
"How could this be?" Muban frowned, and the body that was standing up slowly sat back.
Saul and Crupta were also shocked. At this moment, there was no way to express their feelings in words.
"Hahaha, I knew Brother Chitel would be fine…"
Usord laughed excitedly when he saw Abel coming out of the deep pit.
John, Togrel and the others were all excited.
"Impossible, it's impossible, why aren't you dead yet?"
Fugee looked at Abel in front of him, his eyes were full of incredible.
Even if Abel didn't die in this punch, he must have been seriously injured, but looking at Abel's current state, apart from being a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to be injured.
The corner of Abel's mouth lifted, showing a sneer, he ignored Fugee, but looked at the referee and said, "I'm not dead yet, so what you just announced is bullsh_t, get out of here…"
Abel's words made the referee instantly embarrassed, but for these people in the Martial Arts Alliance, Abel would not give them a good face.
Since he said that he would openly fight with the Martial Arts Alliance, then Abel doesn't have to worry about his face.
At this moment, Crupta in the stands turned cold, but he still waved his hand and let the referee leave.
"You still have the last chance. If the punch just now is your hole card, then you are not worthy of my shot…"
Abel looked at Fugee coldly, his tone was full of arrogance.
Fugee was about to die of anger at this moment, the dignified eldest young master of the Luther family, the proud son of heaven, was now so humiliated by a little-known boy who came out of nowhere.
"Ah ah ah…"
Fugee roared like crazy: "Waste, how dare you bully me like this, give me death…"
Fugee's hair stood on end, and bursts of blood-colored mist erupted from his body. Then he slowly raised his hands, as if he was doing this kind of sacrifice.
rumbling…
There was a sudden burst of thunder in the sky, and then the rolling dark clouds covered the sun directly.
rumbling…
Immediately after that, there was another explosion of thunder, and the dark clouds became denser and denser. On top of the black dark clouds, there were continuous lightning flashes.
"How can you change today?"
Someone looked up at the dark cloud and said inexplicably.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, Fugee even learned the Auraanji passive cold of their Luther family…"
Crupta frowned slightly.
To be continued....
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