Lin Dong's voice rang throughout the Gladiator Arena, plunging the entire crowd into sudden silence. Who did not know that Lin Langtian was the Lin Family's foremost prodigy? Yet Lin Dong dared to call him out by name and challenge him. Did he have a death wish?
At that moment, in the Lin Family's seats on the platform, Lin Langtian sat in white robes, his sharp brows and star-bright eyes overshadowed by a dark expression.
"You worthless Branch Family trash! You think you're worthy of challenging Brother Lang Tian? Get past me first!"
A burly young man abruptly rose from the Main Clan's seats and shouted angrily.
Before he could move, however, Lin Langtian stopped him. Rising with a grim expression, he appeared directly in the center of the arena and stared at Lin Dong, his eyes brimming with hatred and malice.
The expedition to the Ancient Tomb two years ago had been the most unforgettable nightmare of his life. Not only had he lost his greatest source of support, but he had also been beaten like a dead dog in front of everyone.
That humiliation had left him in unbearable agony almost every moment since.
Now that the boy Hun Changqing had protected back then had appeared, how could he possibly restrain himself? He would collect some interest from this fellow first, and afterward, he would not spare Hun Changqing either!
"Since you're looking to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Lin Langtian spoke hoarsely to Lin Dong, then turned toward the gray-robed elder.
"Begin..."
"Uh... oh, very well. Lin Langtian of the Lin Clan versus Lin Dong of the Flame City Branch Family. The match officially begins!"
Boom!
As the gray-robed elder's voice fell, Lin Dong and Lin Langtian vanished from their positions with astonishing speed, then collided in