The crowd watched the body on the Fighting Stage that was like a pile of mud, their minds went blank, especially people like Chang Jun who almost bit their tongues.
"Wu Cai... really died?" whispered Qi Xiumin to herself, although she had fantasized about it, seeing her dream come true was still somewhat unbelievable.
Lei Ming and the others also felt a tug at their hearts and a lump in their throats, breathing felt difficult, this guy was as domineering as ever.
At this moment, they realized that even if Ling Fan were to be defeated here today, he was still not someone they could afford to provoke, only Young Master Zhu might have the chance to make this person kneel.
However, after regaining their senses, they were also inwardly excited, as Ling Fan had killed Wu Cai right there on the stage, there was absolutely no chance Zhu Qing would spare his life.
"Phew~"
