"Dead?"
"What's going on!"
"How did this guy die?"
Amidst a hubbub, a calm voice suddenly rose, saying, "I felt something was off earlier. Why would the Beast King, after winning, still try to stop and even challenge a stronger Qing Lan next... isn't that certain death? So, it turns out you're setting a trap!"
"Exactly! No wonder they had such a bad attitude towards the Beast King earlier, and kept arranging nearly unbeatable opponents. It turns out they were setting a trap to trick us into betting. It's outrageous!"
"Now that Qing Lan is dead, we must count it as a win for the Beast King, right?"
"Exactly, exactly!"
....
Within the arena, voices rose and fell. The spiritualists watching weren't panicked and didn't feel it could be a deliberate attack. After all, this was the Dark World's arena; who could be bold enough to act so recklessly?
