In the crater-scarred arena, the three figures stared at the blue-clad youth before them, their faces filled with shock.
Hu Jia wiped the dust from her face and looked at Xiao Yao, who had not suffered even the slightest injury from everyone's attacks. She swallowed, moistening her dry throat, and after a long while, gritted her teeth. "Damn it, we never should have listened to your rotten idea and attacked Xiao Yao. He's a monster! He's completely untouchable!"
"He's strong! Far stronger than any one of us. I really doubt his cultivation is truly only at the Dou Ling level."
Wu Hao stared gravely at the calm-faced youth before him, a trace of solemnity and wariness flashing through his eyes.
Bai Shan's gaze slowly swept across everyone present. A sinister glint flashed through his pupils, and his expression darkened further as he said hoarsely, "Damn it! He's still fine after all that. Out of more than twenty of us, only the three of us are left, while Xiao Yao's side still has three people. To enter the top five, we have to knock at least one more person out."
Just as Bai Shan was searching for the weakest person present, an indifferent voice rang out across the arena.
"How boring. I'm tired of playing. As for the top five, you needn't concern yourself with it."
The moment his words fell, beneath the gazes of the entire audience, the blue-clad youth at the center of the arena abruptly appeared before Bai Shan like a ghost.
Bai Shan's face drained of color, and his eyes suddenly widened. Before he could react, Xiao Yao's right hand lightly landed on his chest. In an instant, Bai Shan felt an immense and powerful force surge through his entire body, as though he had been struck