A figure charged towards madly towards the arena.

He was a young man around twenty years of age, with thick eyebrows and large eyes. His strength was not high, but he seemed to be completely berserk the instant he landed on the arena. He unsheathed the blade at his waist, charging towards Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu sidestepped, grabbing the back of the blade.

"And you are you?" Ye Qingyu questioned.

"Elder Gao was my benefactor." The young man did his utmost to free the blade, but it was like ti was embedded in Ye Qingyu's hands. He roared: "Butcher, I will fight to the death with you today. Even if I die, I need to take vengeance for elder Gao."

Since he could not free the blade, he activated his inner yuan. His body became bloated, evidently wanting to self destruct.

Hearing this, Ye Qingyu calmly nodded his head. "So it was like this. Since it's like so, then I'll send you to see Gao Han.”

As these words were said.

The coldness in his hand exploded. Ice crystals followed along the blade. It completely froze the young man along with the blade solid, like he had became a sparking ice sculpture. The rage of the young man could still be clearly seen in the face of the sculpture.

Ye Qingyu pushed...