When Heng Wei's head hit the ground, his eyes were still wide open, filled with terror and disbelief.
Most of the crowd below the arena watched the scene with blank eyes, stunned and bewildered.
The next instant, slips of paper flew into the air, swirling like snowflakes inside and outside the arena, while countless curses rang out from every direction.
"Fuck! What kind of useless trash was that? He had a seventh-rank Rune Sword, and he could only block two moves?"
"That bastard deserved to die in the arena. He had no real ability, yet he dared to enter a Life-and-Death Arena."
"Who is this brat? I really want to cripple him. I've already lost fifteen taels on him today. A whole month's wages, just gone."
"This is outrageous! Could the Long Household and that fellow Zuo be working together to swindle our money?"
More than half the people below the arena had bet on Chu Xisheng losing.
When Heng Wei brought out the Rune Sword, no one thought Chu Xisheng could survive this Life-and-Death Arena.
But some bold souls had wagered on Chu Xisheng, and delighted surprise now appeared on their faces.
Chu Xisheng immediately reached out to grab the Rune Sword.
Under the rules of the Life-and-Death Arena, anything the dead man had brought into the arena should belong to him as well.
Chu Xisheng also did not want Long Heng using this sword against him again.
At that moment, another enormous firework burst before Chu Xisheng's eyes.
His reputation field had changed from ninth-rank upper (stable) to ninth-rank upper (transcendent).
His Martial Dao Points had also increased by a full thirteen, swelling to twenty-five once again.
Chu Xisheng's gaze immediately fell on the line "Wind-Chasing Saber Technique (second layer)."
``` -Spend 13 Martial Dao Points to forcibly