Trouble!
Editor: Transn
Everyone in the Arena was certain that Su Mo would die if his opponent was Hai Kun.
Thus, they all rushed to place their bets on Hai Kun.
Even so, there were still three people in the crowd that placed their bets on Su Mo. They were, of course, Li Feng and Hong Qingxuan, and the young man clad in a gold-rimmed purple robe.
A while later, the formation on the fighting ring was activated, and soon the ring was completely covered by the formation air shield.
As soon as the formation was activated, it meant that between Su Mo or Hai Kun, only one would be able to walk out alive.
In the fighting ring, Hai Kun sized up Su Mo, and said coldly, "Count it as bad luck that your opponent is me!"
Su Mo looked indifferent, and he stared quietly at his opponent.
"I love killing geniuses. I wasn't planning to compete today, but now I'm itching for a fight!" Hai Kun smiled contemptuously. He did not take Su Mo even a little seriously.