"You..."
Zheng Zhan stared at Sharu with a livid expression, not knowing what to say anymore. These Witch Cult people truly deserved to be called Evil Soul Masters—every last one of them was a beast!
The first, Real Person, treated human lives as worthless grass. The second, Sharu, had a completely alien appearance and used such cruel methods to kill!
The Audience fell deathly silent. The curses that had risen and fallen before also quieted considerably. When fear surged in like a tidal wave and reached a certain point, these spectators no longer dared to curse carelessly.
Zheng Zhan took a deep breath, trying hard to calm the turmoil in his heart and make his voice sound steady and forceful. "The match is over. The Witch Cult wins."
With his announcement, the protective barrier over the Competition Platform vanished as well.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred. A piercing shriek rang out, and a figure shot onto the Competition Platform like Black Lightning. In what seemed like a flash of black light, she arrived before Sharu.
A pale, slender clawed hand suddenly thrust forward. Five dark golden nails over a foot long sprang out and clawed straight down at Sharu's head.
It was the Bright Jade Sect Captain! When You Chen had died earlier, she had appeared composed and calm. Yet for some reason, she now seemed to have gone mad, disregarding the rules and attacking Sharu.
Sharu also seemed not to have expected the Bright Jade Sect Captain's ambush. In his haste, he instinctively raised his tail in front of himself.
Slash!
The dark golden nails swept past. After holding out for a brief moment, Sharu's tail finally failed to withstand that tremendous force and was severed cleanly.
The tail, over a meter long, fell to the