However, even though Wen Lizhou was desperately shouting for surrender.
It was still too late.
That streak of fire instantly struck his chest.
Bang!
Wen Lizhou let out a miserable scream, spewing a mouthful of blood, and was flung out of the arena.
At the same time, the Silver Armor protector flashed and appeared in front of Zhou Yu, blocking him.
Zhou Yu raised his hand to grab, and the streak of fire instantly flew back and disappeared in front of him.
The Silver Armor protector looked at Zhou Yu, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"The power of this Spirit Flame is indeed quite something!"
"However, the arena battle ends here."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu didn't speak, he just gave a slight smile and nodded politely.
But a sigh inadvertently flickered in his eyes.
Just now, he indeed wanted to take the opportunity to kill Wen Lizhou.
After all, the enmity between the two was already established, and Zhou Yu didn't want to leave any trouble behind.
