Everyone in the arena could not help but suck in a cold breath. "Isn't Huo Yan being far too arrogant? He actually dares to directly challenge the Emperor's Son. Though his courage is commendable, he is undoubtedly courting death. The status behind that Emperor's Son is not something ordinary people can afford to provoke."
"Besides, whether he wins or loses, there is no benefit at all. If he defeats the Emperor's Son, that would be slapping the Empire across the face—the consequences are easy to imagine. If he loses, he will be mocked by the world for overestimating himself. This is nothing but a thankless task."
Yet Huo Yan still spoke those words. He wanted to battle this legendary Emperor's Son and witness the power possessed by one.
The crowd also wanted to know just how powerful this Emperor's Son was. They had heard before of his performance on the Ten Thousand Dragons Platform, but that was only hearsay, not something they had witnessed with their own eyes.
They still harbored doubts about just how powerful and terrifying the Emperor's Son was. They could not be one hundred percent certain that it was true.
Several great figures in the stands revealed faint smiles. They too wished to witness the Emperor's Son's strength, and they were quite happy to see events develop this way.
As for the Volcano Sect Master, his back felt somewhat chilled. He had not expected Huo Yan to do something so foolish. Others might find it entertaining, but the Volcano Sect would have to bear the pressure. He could only hope things did not blow up too badly.
Zhao Fu once again became the focus of the entire arena. He had originally been leaning back in his chair, eating spiritual fruit as he watched the matches. Occasionally,