Zhu Yan never thought that he would meet a Vajra Realm expert in his first individual match. Although the man was not the one who had beaten him up, it made no difference. They were both experts of the Vajra Realm.
Mo Yan and Fang Yu had already turned deathly pale. They felt sad for Zhu Yan and were wondering if these people from the Vajra Realm were his bane. The bruises on his face had not disappeared, and now his opponent was from the Vajra Realm in the individual competition. The last time he was beaten, they were in the inn, so the Vajra Realm expert didn't beat him too hard. However, they were in an arena now, so the burly man could beat him without the fear of being punished. Without a doubt, Zhu Yan's fate this time would be even more miserable.
"What should we do?" Mo Yan asked anxiously.
Fang Yu was also at a loss. How could he know what they should do?
