Ten Thousand Blades

"HAHAHA! Wonderful, wonderful!"

Imperial Scourge's laughter echoed through the deathmatch arena. His eyes were filled with exhilaration, and a trace of blood still hung at the corner of his mouth—whether it was left from Jin Yu being bitten to pieces, or from him biting his own lip open in excitement, no one knew.

"What's this?" he drawled. "Your strength's feeling a little weak, isn't it~?"

Tilting his head, he looked down from above at Jin Yu, who was currently kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

Imperial Scourge kept taunting Jin Yu. Seeing the furious look on his opponent's face, that once-arrogant visage now flushed crimson, his eyes blazing with the urge to tear him apart yet unable to kill him no matter what—this gave him incomparably great pleasure.

He had to make him experience the ultimate humiliation! That was the only way it could feel truly satisfying!

At last, once Imperial Scourge felt he had played enough, he opened his jaws wide and bit Jin Yu to pieces in one bite.

"WOOHOO!!!" Cheers immediately erupted from beneath the stage.

It had to be said, Imperial Scourge truly knew how to torment and humiliate people. Just now, even those watching from below had nearly been unable to resist rushing up and beating him senseless.

Yet now, seeing Jin Yu die such a miserable death, they felt Imperial Scourge had not been ruthless enough.

Imperial Scourge left the arena, his figure turning into a streak of light before vanishing through the exit.

A white light descended, and Jin Yu's body was restored once more.

"Ha... ha..." Jin Yu stood in the center of the stage, his expression growing ever more savage.

"You scheming little insects! Come on, then!"

He roared, the contempt in his eyes unchanged, never having wavered.

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