C159 (1/2)

The underground beast battle arena was completely silent. Almost everyone held their breath at this moment. Many people had their necks stiffened and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Is this a mad god … Everyone muttered to themselves.

In the arena, Ling Yan's black hair was barbed, his eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were ice-cold. His black clothes fluttered in the air without any wind!

A violent and tyrannical aura continuously poured out from his body. Even though they were separated by a great distance, everyone could feel that their hearts were beating chaotically.

Did the God of Berserkers go berserk... How terrifying, but … Too cool!

Some of Ling Yan's hardcore fans quickly reacted, and in an instant, they all went crazy. Some of the men seemed to have transgender, ”ripping” their shirts off, and then wildly waved them around as they screamed.

”Mad God, I love you, ahh …”

”Mad God, give me a chance to have a meal together …”

”Mad God, look at me! Look at me!”

”No, no, you should look at me. Look at me, Mad God!”

”…”

Ling Yan, who was inside the metal cage, didn't seem to hear the crazy shouts of the surrounding people. After throwing away the Violent Demon Ape, he walked towards it with large strides.

Dong, dong, dong!

Ling Yan's footsteps weren't as dull and powerful as the Violent Demon Ape's, but it was as if he was stomping on the beat of everyone's heart, resonating with their hearts, causing them to feel a sudden pain in their chests.

He didn't think that a peak first level Mortal Core martial artist would have such power. Although this tempo didn't affect him too much, it was because his strength was much higher than Ling Yan's. If it was several levels lower …

The martial artists at the fifth or third level of the Mortal Birth Stage turned their gazes to the martial artists at the side as they thought about this.