'How did his power suddenly become so strong?!'
The situation in the spectator stands had reversed in an instant.
The spectators from the Lain Empire erupted in a deafening roar. "Li Wen's unleashing his power!"
"I knew it! The God of Slaughter isn't just an empty title!"
The cheers from the Tyrone Empire, however, turned to cries of alarm and concern. "Lord Sheng Moshi!"
"What's going on? He had the upper hand just a moment ago!"
Sheng Moshi watched Li Wen approach step by step. His opponent's aura was nearly thirty percent stronger than before, and the shadow of death had never loomed so clearly.
A fierce will to survive and a profound sense of humiliation collided and burned within him in this desperate plight.
"No! I can't die here! I am Sheng Moshi, the prodigy of the Tyrone Empire! I am destined to make my name known across the cosmos!!"
