On the arena, the battle continued.
Li Yuan held a long spear, launching a series of attacks on Wu Luo, who wielded a sword and shield.
"Bang~" A sudden horizontal sweep from the spear forced Wu Luo to stagger backward.
"Li Yuan, I was wrong earlier. I didn't know who you were when this started, and I shouldn't have attacked you," Wu Luo said frantically as he struggled to defend himself, "But fighting each other like this will only let others take advantage."
Though a master of both sword and shield techniques at the third stage of perfection, Wu Luo was still able to fend off a few of Li Yuan's moves with all his strength.
"Take advantage?" Li Yuan's cold eyes swept over the scene; the other participants had already retreated far away, and upon seeing the icy glare, retreated even farther in panic.
Everyone knew that during Li Yuan's chase of Wu Luo, he had casually eliminated five other participants.
Such dominance and unrelenting aggression—who wouldn't be terrified?
