In the Arena World, Luo Feng and Qiansi Qingcheng were transported to the same arena.
Old enemies met, and their hatred flared.
They stared at each other. Luo Feng remained calm, but a fierce madness filled Qiansi Qingcheng's eyes. How long had he waited? Now they stood on the same stage again. At last, he had a chance to take revenge and wipe away his shame.
He had seen the standings. Luo Feng had nine points and nine consecutive wins, but Qiansi Qingcheng felt no fear.
Perhaps he could not beat Luo Feng, but he would not fear him.
He remembered what Qiansi Luoshan had told him: "Fear itself isn't frightening. What's frightening is lacking the courage to face it."
Luo Feng had once been a source of shame and fear to him. Now he intended to face that fear and fight with everything he had.
"Starlight, I never thought we'd meet like this again. But I'd rather face your true body in a real duel, with life and death on the line." Qiansi Qingcheng stared at Luo Feng, murder in his eyes.
"We agreed to that duel willingly. We should have accepted the outcome, win or lose. Neither of us could blame anyone else. Why must one of us die?" Luo Feng looked at him calmly. He held no great grudge against Qiansi Qingcheng. It was Qiansi Luoshan he bore a grudge against. If Jiushan's true body had not appeared that day, Luo Feng might already be dead.
"What a joke. Of course one of us must die. One day, I, Qiansi Qingcheng, will avenge what happened." Qiansi Qingcheng struggled to control his emotions.
His father, Qiansi Luoshan, had paid a tremendous price to purge most of the lingering soul power of the Chaos Creature from his spirit, but