Sickle is dead!
The spectators couldn't help but gasp, their faces showing fear and awe.
They had just seen clearly that Sickle was beaten to death by Chen Tang with his bare hands!
"What's going on?"
"Didn't see Sickle suffer any fatal injuries."
Someone, out of curiosity, stepped forward and touched Sickle's corpse a few times, then their expression changed.
This person quickly ran back under the eaves, saying with lingering fear, "Those two punches from Chen Tang just now shattered Sickle's internal organs, and then that elbow strike directly turned them to mush!"
"This person is only at the Fifth Grade, yet his fists have such power. How did he cultivate?"
"Not sure, when he punched just now, there was the sound of crashing waves, truly unprecedented."
While the crowd was discussing, the battle on the other side was still ongoing.
After elbowing Sickle away, Chen Tang no longer paid him any attention.
