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At this moment, the crowd, who had spent ten million Huaxia Currency on tickets, were there to see real, live combat. Only blood and death could satisfy them.
The more brutal and bloody the scene on the stage, the more excitement and thrill they felt.
"Stop!"
Even though Xia Yun had been defeated by Qin Xue, she couldn't help but want to intervene upon seeing Qin Xue being treated so brutally.
But she was grabbed by Wang Dadong, and with Xia Yun's strength, going up there would be akin to throwing herself into the fray.
"Die!"
The clown masked man let out a fierce, bloodthirsty roar, his fist glowing with a faint light of Inner Strength.
He appeared ferocious before, but in reality, he hadn't used the full extent of his Minor Heavenly Rank power. However, this punch was made with all his might, enough to puncture through Qin Xue's body!
Yet, the punch of the clown masked man did not hit Qin Xue, but was caught by a small fist instead.
"Let go, coward!"