C135 A Life and Death Line

*Roar!*

A roar of fury and despair echoed through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the arena was left with nothing but a cold, mutilated corpse.

The Heavenly Moon disciple who, just a second earlier, was hurling insults at Xia Chong, now bore three gaping, bloody wounds. One had pierced his thigh, another had ripped open his stomach, and the last had gone straight through his chest