Dead?
The crowd stared in astonishment at Qin Fei, who was lying on the ground. Only the faint, barely perceptible breath reassured them that this man was not yet dead, but he was certainly not far from it…
"Fei'er!"
Qin Luo abruptly stood up, his eyes nearly splitting with rage as he bellowed, and then he glared at Qian Chengyan, shouting furiously, "Qian Chengyan, you killed my son, I want you to pay with your life!"
At that moment, he could no longer care about the rules of the arena, rising from his seat and charging towards Qian Chengyan…
A powerful pressure spread from his body, suffocating. Qian Chengyan's eyes finally changed, turning a few degrees colder.
"Yan'er!!!"
Qian Chengyunlong's face turned pale, and he hastily stood up, but it was clearly too late. He could only watch helplessly as the man swiftly attacked his son…
As Qin Luo's palm was about to reach Qian Chengyan's face, everyone dared not watch the cruel scene, all closing their eyes.
