Ling Xiao easily defeated Brother Guan Hao, becoming the champion of the twentieth level, which shocked many spectators in the audience.
In the VIP room, Fan Ruohai and Mu Wan Shuang remained expressionless.
However, Yin Mang from the Dark Divine Temple frowned, "This Ling Xiao is more troublesome than I imagined. His body movement technique is terrifying, coupled with that frightening power, he is really difficult to handle."
"Scared?"
Fan Ruolin smiled, "Actually, speed in body movement is of no significance in the arena. Your Martial Soul specializes in restraining martial artists who rely on speed. Then, you just need to use your ranged attacks to exhaust him, keeping him from approaching you, and his brute strength would be useless."
"Young Master Fan, you're joking. How could I be afraid of him? I just find him stronger than I imagined. As long as he reaches the thirtieth level, I'll cripple him."
Yin Mang licked his lips, revealing a cruel smile.
