Xiang Shaoyun stood in the middle of the colosseum, his rune flickering while his body was shrouded with devilish energy, looking like a mighty devil prince. For some reason, Xiang Shaoyun seemed blinding to Ming Abi. Like a thorn that would forever be stuck in his eyes, Xiang Shaoyun gave him an incredibly uncomfortable sensation.

"Since you insist on dying, nobody will be able to save you," Ming Abi roared and stepped into the colosseum.

Ming Fu wanted to say something, but when she sensed Xiang Shaoyun's boundless confidence and battle intent, she decided against it.

"Brother Zhan, our son is strong," muttered Ming Fu with a gratified ...