Arrogant!
He holds no one in his eyes!
These were the thoughts of the Seventh Grade martial masters beneath the arena who were waiting for their challenge.
They had seen the arrogant, but never this arrogant.
In the nearly one hundred years since the creation of the Arena of Endless Battles, there had been many talented individuals who took to the stage, some arrogant, but absolutely none as arrogant as this.
"I'll be the first to experience your archery!"
A man flew up from beneath the stage, and Chu Ning drew his bow.
Whiz!
An arrow shot out, its speed so swift, it exploded through the air, seizing the souls of those who beheld it.
The man's cluster of hair was gone in an instant, the remaining hair splayed out as if he was sporting an exploded mop-head.
Hiss!
This scene shocked everyone beneath the stage.
Everyone knew that Ji Yang had shown mercy; the arrow was aimed at the hair. If it had been aimed at the head...
