Zhou Yuan quietly landed behind Lixia, silently, almost within arm's reach.
Just as the audience held their breath, ready to witness the upcoming bloodbath.
Zhou Yuan suddenly extended his hands with lightning speed.
Bang!
In that instant, the magic shield on Lixia shattered under overwhelming force, turning into countless magical fragments, dissipating in the wind.
Immediately, Zhou Yuan grabbed Lixia's head, easily tearing her frail body apart with a shocking bang.
A beautiful, multi-eyed head was violently ripped off by Zhou Yuan, taking along her pale spine.
Blood gushed from the headless corpse, flowing swiftly, as the body swayed for a moment before collapsing forward.
Lixia's face was still heavy with the same initial seriousness; everything had happened too fast, leaving her no time to react to her own death...
The auditorium was deathly silent, no one had expected the first match to end this swiftly.