This sentence echoed throughout the arena.
With a kind of calm and arrogance as if overlooking ants.
After a brief moment of deathly silence.
The entire arena exploded into a frenzy.
Hundreds of thousands of spectators sprang from their seats, faces flushed, arms waving, letting out all sorts of hysterical shouts, whistles, and incredulous roars!
"Holy shit!!"
"Crazy! Completely fucking insane!!"
"One person! Let all the Desolate Bone Slaughter come together?! Does he know those five once teamed up to kill a Martial Saint?!!"
"Arrogant! So damn arrogant!!! This is a hundred times harder than a gauntlet match!!"
"Today's Tier Two match! It's ten thousand times more thrilling than Tier Three! Worth it! So damn worth it!!!"
"Kill him! Desolate Bone Corps! Kill this madman who doesn't know the immensity of Heaven and Earth!!"
"Come on! Masked man! Crush them! I bet on you to win!!!"
The massive roar was almost enough to blow off the dome of the arena.
