Yi Chen wasted no more time.
Sword Qi after Sword Qi slashed toward the Flame Race Gladiator.
The Flame Race Gladiator tried to dodge, but with the last of his remaining energy, he only managed to avoid the first Sword Qi. After that, he no longer had the strength to evade.
Rip... ✦✰
Sword Qi after Sword Qi kept leaving wounds on the Flame Race Gladiator's body, each so deep that bone was visible.
Blood sprayed.
In the blink of an eye, the Flame Race Gladiator had completely lost all signs of life.
His Divine Soul flew out from his ruined body, but it was soon cut to ashes by a streak of Sword Qi.
Though he had no interest in the assets of a Level 150 Flame Race Gladiator, Yi Chen still walked up to the Flame Race Gladiator, took the Space Stone from inside his body, and placed it into his Storage Ring.
The Defense Restriction around the ring vanished instantly.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Because the odds had looked quite good, the vast majority of the audience had bet on the Flame Race Gladiator's victory.
The result before them was, for a moment, very hard for them to accept.
The tiny minority of spectators who had bet on Yi Chen winning wanted to cheer, but they knew very well that there were very few spectators like them nearby.
If they shouted and made a scene at a time like this, they would easily draw the displeasure of the surrounding spectators, so they could only force down the excitement in their hearts.
"He lost. He actually lost."
"Sure enough, in life-and-death gladiatorial fights, three is the limit. Three wins, but not four—that really is the truth!"
"Yeah! I don't even know what I was thinking back