Driven to the Brink

"Thud!"

The Void Tribulation Realm martial artist was thrown outside the Red Circle and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Compared with the other Void Tribulation Realm martial artists, who were injured or even seriously wounded, his condition was naturally much better. For a martial artist at his level, being thrown down like that had no effect at all.

But the loss of face was enormous.

This Void Tribulation Realm martial artist would rather have been injured and blasted out than thrown out like this. To him, it was truly a disgrace beyond measure.

But after climbing to his feet, his mind quickly cleared.

The martial artists of the divine kingdoms had broader horizons than those of the Central Region and the Deep Sea Continent. He knew that Luo Zheng's speed just now had been extraordinary. Whether it was the distance, the angle, or the timing, everything had been handled perfectly!

He had just finished building up the force for an attack and was about to strike at Luo Zheng. Precisely because of that, he had been unable to react in time, allowing this kid to easily close in on him.

There was only one explanation for Luo Zheng's ability to make such a judgment: this fellow's reaction speed was astonishing, his judgment was first-rate, and he had experienced countless battles to hone such an instinct. A man like that was undoubtedly terrifying.

Thinking of this, the martial artist drew a sharp breath. His cold gaze swept over Luo Zheng twice, but there was no hatred in his eyes—only awe. Only someone who had experienced it firsthand could understand how terrifying Luo Zheng was.

Aside from him, the others were no less shocked.

Although this martial artist had lost face by being forcibly thrown out—a truly humiliating matter—his own strength was