In midair, Ye Lin reached out and grasped the void, Azure Frost appearing in his hand.
Golden lightning coursed around him, and from head to toe, his entire body radiated an incomparably terrifying aura.
This scene shocked countless people, including Chu Jingming, who stood atop the Arena.
Chu Jingming was not afraid. Instead, he licked his lips.
"Interesting. Truly interesting."
"You always manage to surprise me."
"Since you've come back to life, then die once more."
After saying that, Chu Jingming stomped his right foot fiercely against the ground, turning into a streak of light as he charged at Ye Lin.
His right fist clenched as he threw a punch at Ye Lin.
The violent aura around him condensed onto that right fist in that instant.
This punch would kill Ye Lin.
Yet just as he was about to reach Ye Lin, Ye Lin, whose eyes had been tightly shut, suddenly opened them.
At that very instant, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Ye Lin.
Chu Jingming, before him, was sent flying outright by that aura.
"Pfft."
On the Arena, Chu Jingming dropped to one knee and could not help vomiting a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with shock.
"How... how is this possible?"
Chu Jingming's eyes widened as he abruptly raised his head to look at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin was staring at him with an indifferent gaze.
What kind of gaze was that?
Cold. Heartless. Disdainful.
It was as though he was not looking at a person, but at an ant.
In this man's eyes, was he an ant?
The thought surfaced in the depths of Chu Jingming's heart.
The surrounding spectators were equally stunned by this scene.
A mere burst of aura had sent Chu Jingming flying and made him cough up blood?
Th-this... was