"Ye Qingchen!"
When those three words were shouted out.
Everyone was stunned to see a figure charging forward, bringing with it a long wave of air, rushing in from afar, like a raging dragon riding the waves.
The distance of several hundred meters was covered in an instant, and in the eyes of countless shocked people, he suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Cong.
At the same time, he suddenly lifted his foot and stomped down like thunder.
"Bang!"
A loud noise.
Accompanied by a cloud of dust, the entire square seemed to tremble slightly.
"What's going on?"
Everyone looked on in astonishment.
In the dust, a figure faintly emerged. That figure stood in the dust like an ancient statue. And Yuan Cong, was stomped down by him.
Cracks spread wildly from Yuan Cong's back in all directions.
"What did I just witness...he actually stomped Yuan Cong beneath his foot?"
A young genius who witnessed the whole scene was dumbfounded on the spot.
However.
