Eyes once again converged on Ye Xuan. Compared to before, it was not merely shock.
It was fear.
Fear from the soul!
The hundreds of elite fighters from the Wang Family seemed so powerless before him. If it were them, wouldn't they die without knowing how?
For a moment, no one dared to speak, afraid that Ye Xuan's wrath might be directed at them.
Even Wang Shaoyang, seeing Ye Xuan's towering figure, took a long time to recover.
He knew Ye Xuan was strong. He always knew. And because of the last war, he was especially clear about how terrifying Ye Xuan was.
But seeing it firsthand again, he couldn't help but be astonished.
This was the finest and strongest selection of over a hundred fighters from the Wang Family, yet even such a powerful lineup was still insignificant before Ye Xuan.
Throughout, it was a complete rout, truly a complete rout!
Suddenly, Wang Shaoyang felt a chill in his heart.
Quickly recovering his senses, Wang Shaoyang's face changed dramatically.
