Li Chao fell heavily to the ground.
A cloud of dust on the arena was shaken into the air.
Blood stained the surroundings red.
"Li Chao!"
"Chao'er!"
Li Zeliang and a group of experts from the Li Family cried out in grief, especially Li Zeliang, whose eyes were blood-red, looking deranged.
Those from the Feiyang Continent looked at the fallen Li Chao with trembling hearts and disbelief on their faces.
Powerful figures from various continents gazed at Li Chao, their hearts shaken.
Li Chao, the number one prodigy of the Feiyang Continent's younger generation, was highly regarded by all strong contenders from the Seven Continents before the Holy War, even the Star Moon Pavilion was certain that Li Chao would definitely win first place in this Seven Continents Holy War!
But now, Li Chao was dead!
Fallen on the arena!
"Dead, dead!" Experts from the Star Moon Pavilion looked at the fallen Li Chao, their minds completely blank.
