On the arena, Wang Teng's expression was extremely ugly. He stared coldly at the Intermediate Demon Emperor Level Blood Race above. If circumstances had allowed, he would already have gathered a Space Storm and sent it its way.
This was the second time!
This was the second time it had attacked him.
Did that bastard think he had no temper?
You Feilia could not help but sigh in relief beside him. Thankfully, its life had been spared.
This scene also alarmed the other Intermediate Demon Emperor Level Darkness Breeds. They looked teasingly at Xuelun, who had acted just now, as if asking, "Can't you afford to lose?"
It was not unheard of for high-level Darkness Breeds to attack lower-level ones, but they rarely did so, especially during an Arena Battle.
To them, it was also a shameless thing to do.
"Xuelun!" Jia Fuleike's gaze was ice-cold, barely contained fury bursting from him.
If Demon Emperor Wu Nao had not been beside him, he would have been unable to stop himself from making a move.
He had not acted last time because he wanted to see just how strong Wang Teng was. But this time, Wang Teng was already his subordinate.
Xuelun had attacked his subordinate right in front of him, and he had not even reacted in time. If Wang Teng had failed to evade, severe injury would have been almost inevitable.
To Jia Fuleike, this was practically a blatant slap in the face.
Xuelun was stomping his face into the ground!
It simply did not take him seriously.
He truly had not expected Xuelun to act before Demon Emperor Wu Nao. Otherwise, he would not have watched helplessly without managing to stop it in time.
Demon Emperor Wu Nao also looked at Xuelun. His gaze was so calm it