The formidable Wellington Radcliffe Matthias Moore, a Young Master!
A prominent figure in the Three-river Province!
A martial arts expert whose mere hand could cover the sky!
Yet.
Under the watchful eyes of all, he was slain on the arena.
Neatly and decisively, without any suspense.
The Seven Clouds Academy's golden dragon banner that symbolized the sun's devouring, pierced straight through Matthias Moore's body, shattering the arena's marble.
The martial artists stood stunned.
Such an outcome was unexpected by everyone.
Even.
These people sat stunned for a full half-minute, unable to recover their senses.
A Grandmaster, so easily erased?
Who exactly was this masked man?
Could it really be Mad Dragon?
Combining the rumors they had heard earlier with the unusual actions of Cooper Ridge just now…
The situation seemed to be getting complicated.
"How dare you!"
Bang!
Hendrick Kensington fiercely slapped the table and stood up in anger.
