The huge arena once again fell into silence.
However, this time, the silence was no longer because of Gu Xi. Instead, it was because of an unknown small sect, the Blood Spirit Society, which was not even worthy of being called a third-rate sect.
Compared to Gu Xi's thunderous momentum that defeated his opponent, the man in red from the Blood Spirit Society similarly ended the battle with a thunderous momentum. It was a kill, not a defeat.
Just as everyone was shocked by the Blood Spirit Society's cruel methods, Gu Xi, who was in the room, frowned and fell into deep thought.
For some reason, he felt that the aura of the man in red was somewhat familiar.
"I didn't expect that this year's Grand Sect Competition would have so many talented people. I've never heard of the Blood Spirit Society having such a powerful disciple." On the high platform, an old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.
