Fara felt his body reignite, his fighting spirit boiling over. He shed the comedic facade and became even stronger!
The pupils of those around him shrank, their mocking expressions now suppressed by the immense demonic power.
His behavior just now was like a mere clown's performance.
But the power of Fara was not to be underestimated!
Moreover, he was one of the three most popular contenders!
They might be sneering.
But if they thought Fara was a fool, then they were the real fools.
At this moment.
On the stage, Fara suddenly raised his palm, now filled with sharp demon claws, pointing at Ye Xuan without a trace of emotion on his face.
Accompanied by an indecipherable chant of demonic language.
Whoosh!
A chill suddenly emerged in the surrounding air!
The next moment.
Whoosh!
From the Void, a faint sound of something slicing through the air could be heard.
That finger was without a single scratch.
However…
Boom!
