Before Yin Huayi was instantly eliminated by Zuo Qiu Han, he had already lost face, but the fact that he had defeated his sweetheart once before was probably the reason he had not completely given up on himself. After all, no matter what kind of "injustice" he had suffered in Sky City, as long as he ultimately won the beauty's favor, it would all be worth it.
Watching Si Niang leave the waiting area under the guidance of two immortals from the Heavenly Realm Sect, he still could not help smiling. Of course, that smile vanished in a flash. After all, everyone's impression of him had already faded considerably. Even the female spectators who had supported him for his handsome looks had fallen completely silent.
When all was said and done, perhaps because this final battle featured someone like Ling Tian, a true symbol of handsomeness and strength, the women of Sky City were even more captivated and yearning. So who still remembered Yin Huayi, who had been casually knocked out of the arena?
Yin Huayi's fine black hair streamed in the breeze, and his phoenix eyes indeed carried a hint of menace even when he was not angry. Unfortunately, the beastlike, invasive pressure he radiated now attracted scarcely any attention. Even Si Niang was not looking at him. Instead, she gave me a faint smile from the VIP viewing platform before entering the arena.
Yin Huayi's face was shrouded in gloom, as though he had swallowed something disgusting. His brows knotted into lumps. Once he entered the arena, he swung the Huayi Divine Sword in his hand and immediately ignored his teammates' coordination, flying toward the enemy formation with the speed of thunder!
The two teammates exchanged glances. They muttered a few words, of course, but ultimately could only