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It was not only Xuanyuan Wuhen alone who was eager to give it a try, but in terms of speed, not many among these people could match Xuanyuan Wuhen. However, if Xuanyuan Wuhen wanted to end the battle quickly, he would not be able to pass! Right after the battle ended, Xuanyuan Wuhen rushed towards the battling field.
With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, the battle qi in Faang Lei's body rushed to his feet like a tidal wave and the figure on the seat started to become illusory.
"Mr Faang Lin, look!" Tong Xiangjie's eyes suddenly lit up as he stood up uncontrollably, pointing at the shadow that suddenly appeared in the martial ground.
"It's him!" Faang Lei and Shen Feng shouted at the same time. There was naturally a strong hand in a strong one. Although Xuanyuan Wuhen's speed was fast, there were plenty of people faster than him. Clearly, the person standing on the stage was one of them.
Everyone looked over and saw a black robed person emitting a thick killing intent. A Yaksha mask appeared eerily in the blood mist.
"Dark Yaksha!" Faang Rou noticed something from the expressions and conversations of Faang Lei and the rest. She deduced his identity after a bit of reasoning.
No matter who went up to him, they would be able to kick him out in one move. However, the Dark Yaksha did not seem to plan to do that, it was revolving around the former with great interest, a pair of eyes that glowed with a cold light was slowly being filled with blood, and a faint red light was being imprinted onto them.
"What does he want?" Everyone below the stage felt that the Dark Yaksha's strange actions were strange.
After a moment of thought, Faang Lei furrowed his brows, and said with relief, "He's looking for a feeling. A feeling that can make him completely excited and go insane!" This feeling was the thirst for blood! To put it bluntly, the Dark Yaksha that was standing on the stage now was no longer a human but a beast that thirsted for blood! Faang Lei even suspected that none of the twenty-five hundred prospective students of Northface City were still alive!
Of course, there were still a lot of people that could see the tracks of the Dark Yaksha. These people were only secretly scheming, if they let the Dark Yaksha stand on the stage, it would definitely affect the growth of their tribe or themselves, but for a moment, they did not think of any good way to stop him, unless someone defeated the Dark Yaksha!
Because the Dark Yaksha had appeared out of thin air, the atmosphere of the martial ground fell into a long period of depression.
The only difference was that the latter died a miserable death. Not only were his four limbs completely broken, even his ribs were not damaged. At the time of his death, his entire body was covered in fresh blood!
"So cruel!" Waner could not bear to continue watching. She quietly shifted her head towards Faang Lei, turned her head and said.
"Indeed, it's cruel. The weak are destined to be trampled upon by the strong, and this is also destined to be the fate of the weak. Only by constantly becoming stronger can one change fate!" Shen Feng had changed from his usual jovial attitude to being able to see through the essence with a single sentence.
Facing such a cruel opponent, the following situation could be imagined. An hour had passed, yet no one had come to challenge him!