Poison Prince was dead!
Poison Prince was dead!
Everyone froze on the spot!
You could hear a pin drop!
Everyone stared dumbly at Poison Prince, who had been cleaved in two and burned into charcoal. They were all utterly stunned.
Poison Prince had actually been killed, right before everyone's eyes. Although martial contests on the arena could be said to have no eyes on fists or feet, especially under such perilous circumstances, it truly had been a matter of either you died or I perished!
If Ye Xiwen had not killed Poison Prince, then Ye Xiwen would certainly have been the one to die!
But this was Poison Prince, the top prodigy of the Poisonflame Dragon Clan!
"How dare he... How dare he..." An elder of the Poisonflame Dragon Clan kept roaring, as though he were on the verge of madness.
Everyone knew that fists and feet had no eyes on the arena, but he had never imagined that anyone would truly dare kill a disciple of the Poisonflame Dragon Clan on the arena.
This was also an unspoken understanding among the major overlords. Even when the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan dealt with the Guiyuan Sect, they did so in secret, not daring to let it see the light of day. This was the first time someone had died so openly before all eyes.
Like an earthquake, this matter instantly stirred towering waves in the hearts of everyone in the stands.
That kid's nerve was simply boundless! Arrogant! Overbearing! Even those words could not describe him!
In the Yunxing Sea Territory, the Poisonflame Dragon Clan was a colossal overlord, faintly a notch above even the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan!
Killing one Crocodile Crown Prince was not enough—he had even killed Poison Prince!
Could this kid truly be some so-called prodigy