After Chang Gongwei escaped, his entire expression turned extremely grave.
Outside the arena, the group who had chosen to support Tang San was already close to losing its mind. Swept up by the atmosphere, they gradually forgot their awe and fear of gods.
All that remained in their hearts was the fear of death, and their resentment toward the god on the stage.
If one had to describe them, calling them gamblers who had lost until their eyes turned red would be very fitting.
At that moment, the Light Dragon King also swept his gaze over the spectators around him. In truth, he did not quite understand the frenzy they displayed; he only felt they were making ugly spectacles of themselves.
"I don't want to drag out a fight for too long either. Bring out your strongest move. I'll give you time to use it."
Seeing the Light Dragon King look down on him like this, Chang Gongwei's expression also turned ugly.
"Fine. Then I'll show you what I'm truly capable of. Don't regret it."
Over on the Great God Circle's side, Tang San smiled faintly at the sight. He knew Chang Gongwei's strength as well; among those at the God King realm, he could be considered a powerhouse.
It was just that Chang Gongwei's forbidden spells had a rather significant weakness: their casting time was fairly long.
In a one-on-one duel, an opponent basically would not give him the chance to use a forbidden spell.
However, as long as Chang Gongwei managed to use a forbidden spell, victory was basically locked in.
Of course, this was merely Tang San's own view.
On Xiao Chenlong's side, Qian Renxue frowned.
"Isn't he being a bit too slow about this? After all, his opponent is also an expert at the God King