There was a silence all around the arena.
The fight started in an unexpected way and ended in a way that was beyond imagination. It was just that, when the fight was over, no one was willing to care about the result. What people cared more about was...
"Fellow Daoists of Cliff of Sound of Thunder, could I use your brainwashing electrode cap?"
"Losing mind fruit, who has losing mind fruit? Fellow Daoists of One Hundred Flora Sect, would you guys be so kind?"
"Where's Grandmother Meng soup? Fellow Daoists of Dark Sect, do you guys have extra Grandmother Meng Soup? I want to buy it with one hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"I-I want the stomach medicine first, but I can vomit no more…"
"Phew, fortunately, I was born with keen senses. Early on, I have already pricked my eyes and poked my ears and thus I was lucky enough to escape."
