Hiss!
Thousands in the audience gasped in shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"Holy shit, Old Chen was actually grabbed by the throat with one hand!"
"But Old Chen is a second-tier Great Grandmaster!"
"How could this happen?"
On the other hand, the group led by Lei Hu was both shocked and astonished.
"Fuck, how valiant our young master is!" Xiong Fei exclaimed excitedly.
"Truly worthy of being the young master of the Northern Palace!" Monkey and Qian Lei said with faces full of admiration.
"I've still underestimated the young master. His strength must have reached levels I can't even imagine!" Lei Hu was deeply shaken.
The scene shifted to the stage.
Old Chen's neck was gripped by Ye Wudao, as if controlling his lifeline, his complexion turning green, the corners of his mouth purple, his breathing becoming more rapid.
"You, quickly put this old man down!"
