A swift and ferocious breeze into the top eight!

At that moment, Wu Yu stood with a foot on Pu Yangyi, the Yan Huang Heaven Raising Staff planted into the ground. His gaze swept past all of them.

Basically, those who could enter the top eight were regarded as the elite of the elite. All of the 32 were strong, and each match was a fight to the death.

Pu Yangyi's few friends carried him away, shooting nasty glances at Wu Yu, cursing at him. "How cruel! Does an old man like Pu Yangyi deserve such hard hits?"

"I have my own judgment. He will be back to normal after resting for some time."

"You're good. You shattered the final hopes of the old man."

Wu Yu knew what his final wishes must have been. This Pu Yangyi was about at his limit. He wanted to go to the City Lord Residence to see if the City Lord had any tips that could help him reach a breakthrough and live a few more years.

But the world was just so cruel. If one did not cultivate, one could not even live past 100 without much difficulty.

If Wu Yu had not blocked his path, Li Kuhai definitely would have later.

Thinking of Li Kuhai, Wu...