“What? Are You Afraid? Where’s the next person? Keke, I hope you won’t Be a coward!”
Sickle Blood’s voice rang out. He sat on the arena and stared coldly at the group of Heaven’s favorites. His triangular eyes locked onto the eighth-ranked Young Heaven’s favorite.
“Okay, okay. Let me kill you today and avenge Duan Qinghun!”
The eighth-ranked genius saw sickle blood’s provocative expression and felt everyone’s gaze on him. His face turned gloomy.
His body moved and he flew directly towards the center of the stage.
“Die!”
He didn’t hesitate at all. A staff appeared in his hand and a monstrous flame directly attacked sickle blood.
“Keke!”
Sickle blood let out a sinister cry, and with a light sweep of his scythe-like tails, a dark, scythe-like attack met the flame.
“Fury of the Earth Fire!”
The eighth chosen’s gaze was ice-cold, and his eyes were filled with solemnity. He gripped his staff with both hands, and scorching flames shot out from below, attacking sickle blood.
