A hot-tempered prodigy suddenly stood up, his figure like thunder.
Without a trace, only a flash of lightning rushed toward Chen Yeyang on the arena.
In the blink of an eye, a silhouette appeared behind Chen Yeyang, clutching a long knife.
Rumble!!
The long knife carried the momentum of thunder, bursting into rays of lightning, crashing down towards Chen Yeyang's head.
Intending to kill with one strike!
Everything happened so fast, from the action to the strike taking less than a second.
Many didn't even have time to react how that person struck.
"Lei Xun Knife Jincheng, a direct descendant of the Jin Family, Ninth Transformation of Dao Seed, extremely fast, this strike, even I find difficult to respond to; among those here, only a few can block this strike."
Mo Chenghai whispered.
"The knife is fast, but he lost." Su Tu glanced at the arena and spoke.
At the same time, a smile remained on Chen Yeyang's lips, not even bothering to glance back.
