Chapter 337: Bloodstained Duel Arena
"Ah!"
A piercing scream rose from the entrance of the Duel Arena, where a short-haired man with a pointed chin, not particularly tall, had barely been about to open the door when, unexpectedly, a sharp cleaver flew viciously towards him, piercing through his rough hand and nailing it firmly onto the iron gate. No matter how he struggled to free himself, he could not remove the cleaver that Zifeng had struck with all his might.
This sent the minions in the Duel Arena into complete panic, even Qiao Bu'en on the third floor grew apprehensive. His eyes bulged as he accidentally touched the corpse of the old man who had just died beneath the wolf's claws, frightening him to the point where he felt his soul was almost flying out.
