He was forcibly skewered by the long spear, turning his figure into fantasy.
Arthur took two steps, standing at the place where Markiev died. The enormous black shadow behind him, like a devil, once again expanded, withdrawing from the spiritual world amidst a series of roars.
The match is over.
Outside the arena, a crowd of experts watched with solemn expressions.
"In this match, Arthur once again showcased a new utilization of the law..."
The top contestants understood this match.
Piercing through the body of a fourth-stage powerhouse like tearing paper, this concentrated divine power erupted, quite formidable.
"Arthur... his strength is somewhat over the top..."
Even the Great Chu host couldn't help but exclaim.
The beautiful hostess watched the match and similarly marvelled:
"This young handsome man from France must be a formidable foe for our national competitors!"
