Final Match

In the arena, Lilu and Havering were already battling.

The towering Lilu suddenly appeared in front of Havering as if he had teleported. His enormous palm slammed down, the size of Havering's entire body. It was like swatting a mosquito, slamming Havering into the ground!

Bang!!!

The palm strike caused the entire arena to tremble. Over 100 million viewers felt it.

What strength, Xu Jingming thought, staring at Havering under the furry palm.

"Turned to meat paste?" Countless audience members watched anxiously.

Lilu's expression changed slightly. He raised his palm and smacked down with the other.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He struck out repeatedly, trying to swat Havering to death.

Havering sprawled on the arena floor, refusing to dodge. Instead, he propped himself up on both hands and rose to his feet with exaggerated slowness, tanking over a hundred strikes.