Seeing that Tang Zhen was safe and sound, there were naturally people who were happy and people who were worried.
Such an outcome was not unacceptable, and was even expected.
Tang Zhen had killed over a hundred Duelists in a second and over a dozen cultivators guarding the place with a single move. How could he be afraid of an attack of this level?
To him, it might be like a gust of wind, or even slightly inferior.
This was the normal result. If Tang Zhen was really injured, then it could only be said that he was just a false appearance.
If this was a farce, many people would probably be dancing with excitement.
The manager of the arena sighed softly and stood up to welcome the cultivators from the headquarters who had come to help.
When they heard that an accident had occurred in the arena, the headquarters immediately sent their elites as reinforcements. They did not dare to delay at all.
