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The entire arena fell silent.
Hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists had their mouths agape, jaws dropping to the ground.
Unsure who it was that couldn't hold it in any longer, someone let out a piercing scream, breaking the silence.
"Fuck, the Demon Monk was killed by a single arrow!"
"That's the genius ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon List!"
"Completely defenseless, dead just like that!"
Everyone in the venue stared at Ye Wudao, simply unable to believe their eyes.
Even the powerful pseudo-royalty, those who were war king-level masters, showed shock and awe.
"Where did this amazing kid come from?"
"I've never even heard of him!"
"Quick, find out the background of this guy named Slayer King!"
Ye Wudao's strong suppression of the Demon Monk left not only the Martial Artists under the stage in awe but also shook the competitors still fighting.
"This guy called Slayer King, his strength is above mine!" Lin Feng's gaze became intense.
