C90 (1/2)

Pan Xing only felt a surge of anger shooting from the bottom of his feet to his head, causing his eyes to be filled with blood. He clenched his fists and let out a crackling sound as he immediately lifted his right foot!

”Bam!”

”Are you convinced?!” Pan Xing shouted coldly.

”Haha, have your dreams …” Pu Dong laughed arrogantly.

”Bam!”

”Are you convinced?!”

”Haha, stupid son …”

”Bam!”

”F * ck, are you convinced?!”

”Haha, have you gone insane …”

”Bam!”

”Are you going to submit to me?!”

”Haha …”

”…”

Pan Xing viciously stomped on Pu Dong from the fourth arena. At first, Pan Xing had held back a bit, but later, Pu Dong's taunting and disdainful look infuriated Pan Xing, causing him to stomp harder and harder!

Scarlet blood constantly flowed out of Pu Dong's mouth. His clothes had already been soaked in blood, and a large chunk of fresh blood had stained the red sandstone arena. It seemed more and more demonic, and the strong stench of blood was wafting out from the arena!

The scene was quite tragic!

Pu Dong laughed brazenly, madness flickering in his eyes. He glared at Pan Xing and yelled, ”If you have the guts, kick me to death! Come on, you stupid son!”

This...

Everyone was shocked. Was this kid not afraid of death? He was even infuriating Pan Xing.

This crazy scene caused the surroundings to turn silent. The other nine youths who were competing in the arena couldn't help but stop what they were doing. They all looked at Stage Four with dull eyes.

F * ck … This wasn't a life-and-death battle …