He fearfully looked at Jian Wushuang before immediately bowing and respectfully said, "Thank you for holding back."
Jian Wushuang retracted his sword and did not say anything more.
Mo Xing immediately exited the battlefield.
Around the arena, the more than a hundred thousand audiences were dumbfounded by the spectacle.
An uproar like a surging tsunami followed suit after the audiences' momentary shock.
"It's a win! Jian Yi wins the first Blood Gladiator Challenge!"
"Winning is for sure, but I didn't foresee him winning so easily. If he didn't hold back on the last hit, Mo Xing will probably be dead by now."
"Amazing. This Jian Yi is truly amazing!"
Countless audiences were maniacally cheering for Jian Wushuang.
However, Jian Wushuang looked extremely calm while standing on the battlefield and waiting for his second opponent.
