Showing off their respective strength

On the spectators' seats, a round of cheers suddenly rose up.

For ordinary spectators, they were not concerned who would win or lose. As long as they could see an exciting battle, they would be satisfied.

After spending so much money, what they wanted to see was blood spilling and flesh tearing!

And now Ling Han's blood was finally spilt, which naturally caused their emotions to climax instantly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" some were shouting with bloodshot eyes. That frantic madness was no less than that of Zhao Qingfeng himself, if not more.

Sun Dong also belonged to them. As he yelled, he was still waving his arms in excitement.

Pa, Lu Xianming immediately delivered a slap at him.

Sun Dong's whole person spun around on the spot from the impact. Then, he was baffled, and asked in confusion, "Holy Son, why did you hit me?" He felt very innocently wronged.