"Hmm..." Tang Chenming grunted softly. He watched the severely injured Lin Yun on the stage, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He had never imagined that Lin Yun could still kill the Third Prince under such circumstances.
'But killing the Third Prince must have been his last gasp,' Tang Chenming thought. 'Lin Yun's body is at its limit. His left arm is completely useless. What more can he possibly do now?'
Just like Tang Chenming, the experts from the other Five Great Forces also had their eyes on Lin Yun. They paid no mind to the other battles. Lin Yun was their sole focus.
To kill one of his five assailants—all geniuses at the First Layer of Primordial Ocean Realm—was an astonishing feat. Even though Lin Yun was now at his limit, the crowd was still amazed.
"This boy is not bad. What a pity," the expert from the Death Row Shelter, who had been silent all this time, said for the first time.
