The man, clad in simple attire and of moderate build, looked utterly ordinary. It was only because of the overly peculiar mask on his face that he might not be mistaken for one of the inconspicuous martial artists.
He wore a clown mask, its smile sinister and gloomy, as if mocking Kuang Dasi with contempt.
The man lifted his leg high, blocking Kuang Dasi's seemingly unstoppable punch, the two of them frozen in this bizarre tableau.
"What?"
Lei Yuzhe jumped up in fright, staring at the man on the stage with horror.
Because the arena had fallen into a hush, his voice sounded particularly loud.
Everyone was stunned. Could it be that man had returned?
"It's him," Che Xiaoxiao couldn't help but exclaim.
"Che Xiaoxiao, who is he exactly?" Seeing his cool entrance, Zhao Yating and the others were also shocked, quickly pressing Che Xiaoxiao for answers.
