Bang!
That was the only sound that reverberated throughout the stadium. The audience looked at the brain juice splashed in the air with their hearts thumping heavily against their chests.
Horror!
Thud!
A body collapsed to the ground with his head missing from his neck.
Blood splashed on Caleb Li's face, making him look like a butcher from an abattoir.
Slowly, he wiped the blood from his face and looked at the stunned crowd without any expression on his face.
"The Thousand Fist Hall is out. The next hall should start coming. This blood stinks," Caleb Li announced with an air of indifference.
Huh!
The audience sucked in a cold breath, looking at the boy on the stage as if he was a demon.
The strongest disciple of the Thousand Fist Hall was not a weak fighter. He was a Rank-2 Condensing Reality warrior, and yet, he was killed like a chicken.