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Rumble!

A thunderous roar immediately erupted from the arena, echoing without end. Primal Force fluctuations crashed against the protective barrier, making it emit cracking sounds as though it were about to shatter.

"This!!!"

The Vampire Darkbreed watching from all around changed expressions, their eyes fixed on the arena in shock.

Could the Blood Son withstand such a powerful attack?

Taking on nine genius-level Intermediate Demon Emperor Level experts alone was simply far too rash and overconfident.

None of the Vampire Darkbreed present thought highly of the Blood God Clone. Seeing this scene, they could not help shaking their heads, believing that he would inevitably lose to those nine Vampire Darkbreed geniuses.

"What a pity!"

A High-Tier Demon Emperor Rank Bloodkin Darkness Spawn spoke.

"What's so pitiful about it? He brought this upon himself." Another High-Tier Demon Emperor Rank Bloodkin Darkness Spawn sneered.

"This Blood Son truly is too arrogant and conceited. It is only natural that he would end up like this."

"Still, he will probably become the greatest joke in Blood Race history. A Blood Son losing to other geniuses—he has not even held the position for a full day."

"Heh, a one-day Blood Son. That is a first."

You Feilia listened to the discussions around her and could not help biting her lip. Her gaze remained fixed on the arena, and for some reason, she felt a little nervous.

Honestly, she did not want to see this Blood Son lose to those nine Blood Race geniuses.

In her eyes, she was clearly more inclined to stand with Xue Jue. As for those nine geniuses, she did not think much of them.

The only problem was that Xue Jue was simply too conceited. Excessive rigidity was easily broken—did he not know that?

On the arena.

Cold sneers appeared