"Shi Jian! You old man!"
Mo Tuo's eyes were filled with endless hatred. With a raging roar he suddenly stormed towards the arena, and thundered, "You killed my Zhan and destroyed my family's future hope. I WILL bury you by his side!"
Mo Zhan's death truly provoked him. Mo Tuo didn't even care about the rest of the Martial Competition. He straightaway rushed towards the Shi family
As Mo Tuo made his move, all the distraught members of the Mo family also stood up. They all rushed into the arena and sprinted towards the Shi family.
"Mo Tuo! My two grandsons are still lying on the ground!" Shi Jian was in violent rage as he also rushed forward. Staring coldly at the approaching Mo Tuo, he sneered, "You were totally calm when you were winning, but lost your temper as soon as you were defeated? Hmph! If you can't afford to lose, then don't participate in the Martial Competition at all!"
"Calm down all of you!"
