Battle of Contesting Currents (Continued II)

They had won!

In the Dueling Arena's stands, every Shen Clan member who had come to watch beamed with joy, waving their fists hard.

Some even let out excited cheers!

Blood Butcher's reputation was simply too resounding. No one had expected him to appear in the Dueling Arena as the Lu Clan's representative.

And the result of the first battle proved that Blood Butcher's formidable reputation had not been blown out of proportion. Shen Pan's miserable defeat and death had placed enormous psychological pressure on everyone.

If he won another match, the Shen Clan's position would become extremely ugly!

Yet Blood Butcher had called out Gao Jing for a challenge, only to be cleaved in two with a single slash. It truly made the Shen Clan members hold their heads high and exhale in triumph.

The spectators who had bet on the Lu Clan, however, were not feeling nearly so wonderful. Although only two of the nine battles had been fought, and the score was merely one to one, seven more duels remained.

But as they watched Gao Jing stand tall in the Dueling Arena, Silver Sail's Blade in hand, they vaguely felt that something was amiss.

Under everyone's gaze, Gao Jing raised his long battle blade.

Its tip pointed from afar toward the Lu Clan's contestants' platform.

A drop of crimson blood quietly fell.

The cheers, taunts, and curses from the stands swiftly vanished. The entire arena fell silent as a graveyard.

A faint smile curled Gao Jing's lips as he asked, "Which one of you is coming?"

He had promised the Shen Family two consecutive victories, so naturally, he had to honor that promise.

The faces of the Lu Clan's representatives on the platform changed at once.

Though they stood quite far apart, and Gao Jing's tone was