C38 Deaths

The smoke and dust dispersed, and Liu Qing's figure appeared within the arena. Beneath his feet was a large pit.

Unlike the elegant and graceful young master from before, Liu Qing's skin was now completely burnt. He was like a pig being roasted on fire. He was in a very sorry state, but he was still standing.

There was a transparent aura around him. It was this aura that had saved his life