Nailed To The Wall, The Strongest Young Emperor Is Nothing But A Joke

Boom!

Chang Tian's fist energy landed on Lan Yu's white shield.

With a loud bang, Lan Yu was sent flying less than half a dozen meters away. Violent palm qi too was swept across in all directions, spreading clouds of dust everywhere that blocked the audiences' view. 

Chang Tian sneered. "Even an Honorable Supreme won't end up well after that attack. That's the power of the Purple-Blooded Overlord Physique!"

"Lan Yu, you're done for this battle!"

"For I'm the strongest Young Emperor in the world!"

The audience marveled at Chang Tian's strength, not expecting that he would send Lan Yu flying with just one punch since she had performed remarkably in the previous rounds.

"As expected of the strongest Young Emperor. That guy is amazing."

"That's right. Chang Tian's performance in the championship so far has been quite impressive and he has never suffered defeat too. He really could be stronger than Lan Yu."