Chapter 3237: No Mercy

He didn't expect that this evildoer from the Holy Land would be so arrogant. Facing his attack, he didn't even move.

Was he showing off? Or was he exhausted by the previous two battles?

Du Jun felt that the latter was more likely.

"You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being stupid."

Du Jun had no mercy in his heart. The more pitiful the enemy was, the more excited he was.

At that moment, with a grim smile, his palm full of cold air had been printed on Su Chen's chest.

"Bang!"

A fierce palm was directly printed on Su Chen's chest, making a muffled sound.

The next moment, the powerful freezing power condensed in Du Jun's palm spread directly along the palm print, extending along Su Chen's whole body, connecting with the ice attribute energy of the ice arena, and forming a terrifying freezing aura.

And Su Chen was motionless, as if his whole body was frozen all of a sudden!

This scene made the people watching the battle below completely stunned!

Is this still a fight? This is simply a complete massacre.

From beginning to end, I didn't see this kid from the Holy Land move at all. Could it be that in the first two battles, he had completely consumed all the true energy in his body, so he was directly frozen on this ice arena?

"Brother Su!"

Gan Jing was furious when he saw this scene. He believed that Su Chen was frozen by the opponent because he had consumed too much energy in the two battles just now.

Xi Qi also showed a trace of surprise. Obviously, he was a little hesitant at this moment. He had always been very sure that Su Chen was acting and pretended to be tired.

But at this moment, why did Su Chen fall into Du Jun's trick so easily?

"Haha, this kid from the Holy Land is not omnipotent. He showed off his power on the Fiery Arena, but was restrained on the Ice Arena."

"Brother Du Jun, be a good person and build him an ice coffin, hahaha."

"It's a good thing for him to die like this. This kid offended our Zhan Tiandu, and we really shouldn't let him die so easily."

"Humph, he dared to offend Lord Xuan Su, who else would die?"

There was a lot of discussion below the arena.

Xuan Su didn't seem to expect that the battle would go so smoothly. At this moment, she almost suspected that the strong performance of this evildoer from the Holy Land was just an illusion.

Otherwise, how could he be defeated so easily? Or did the previous two battles really drain him, so he became a spent force in this battle and had no more tricks?

"Du Jun, this kid, really didn't disappoint me. With such a result, he might be reprimanded by the Supreme Elder, but it doesn't matter. After all, swords have no eyes, and it is impossible to completely control the competition in the ring. Everything is normal."

The big stone in Xuan Su's heart also fell.

However, just as she finished this thought, a ray of light suddenly shot out from her beautiful eyes, and she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Du Jun, be careful!"

Xuan Su almost blurted out.

On the ring, Du Jun was feeling proud and ready to appreciate his masterpiece. But suddenly, he found that his hand couldn't move!

The palm that was attached to Su Chen's chest seemed to be sucked by a strong suction force at this moment, and couldn't move at all.

Looking carefully, his palm was actually frozen. The opponent's chest actually froze his palm together.

"What's going on?"

Du Jun's shock was really extraordinary. How could a warrior who is good at freezing others freeze his own hand?

Isn't this a joke?

Du Jun pulled hard, but it didn't move at all.

This time, Du Jun was really panicked, looking at Su Chen opposite him in disbelief.

He was still complacent a moment ago, but now it completely disappeared, replaced by the coldness of an ice cave.

And his opponent, who was originally motionless like a sculpture, suddenly showed a mocking smile: "What a trick, it can freeze your own hands, which is simply unheard of. I admit that you are worthy of being a disciple of Zhan Tiandu."

As he said, Su Chen's body suddenly flashed with a red light.

In an instant, all the ice crystals on his body seemed to be dried directly, and with a few sizzling sounds, they turned into wisps of white mist.

"Since this hand is frozen, there is no need to keep it anymore."

Su Chen suddenly smiled, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and suddenly moved his body, and his right hand had already grabbed Du Jun's wrist.

With a low shout, the seventh level of true energy was instantly injected into his right hand, and one of Du Jun's arms was pulled off with a snap, just like pulling a lotus root.

"Ah!"

Du Jun screamed miserably, and almost died of pain. The whole arm was pulled off with bones and flesh, and the pain was imaginable.