"He won! Fan Dao won!"
"As expected of the Gold Badge Gladiator with the highest win rate. His strength really is formidable."
"Even Situ Yu was no match for Fan Dao!"
"Fan Dao! Fan Dao! Fan Dao! ..."
As Situ Yu was slashed off the arena and landed below, an uproar swept through the spectator stands. Everyone clamored, cheering for Fan Dao.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Liu Er's face flushed red as he gazed down at the arena, still savoring the fight. After casting a cold glance at Situ Yu, Fan Dao slowly headed toward the back.
Situ Yuze's expression darkened slightly. He seemed dissatisfied with the outcome.
"Situ Yu is a Top Talent of the Situ Family. Even among the younger generation of our Dragon Marquis City, he's one of the best, yet he still lost to Fan Dao."
"Fan Dao is incredible!"
Liu Er cheered repeatedly. He had long known how fierce the battles in the Colosseum were and how rare an opportunity it was to watch one. He had yearned to come for ages, but never had the chance.
The main reason was that he had no money!
Admission cost a hundred Chaos Spirit Crystals. Ordinary Half-Step True Gods could hardly bear to spend so many Chaos Spirit Crystals just to watch a fight.
"Situ Yu probably hasn't gone all out yet." Qin Hao looked thoughtful. The moment Fan Dao's saber descended, Qin Hao had known what would happen to Situ Yu, but that was assuming Situ Yu did not use his trump cards...
That slash of Fan Dao's clearly belonged among his ultimate moves and trump cards.
Not only was the attack ferocious, but its speed was also astonishing. Without using the Primordial Feathered Wings, Qin Hao could never have dodged it.
Situ Yu had been in