"That's unreasonable." Sitting next to King Haozang was a silver-haired old man, his face was as gloomy as water, and there was a hint of rage in his whole person.
At this sound, Luo Yu grabbed the bird's tail, flew sideways, and pressed Feng Wuya's vest hard with his palm.
In an instant, Feng Wuya, whose hands and legs were crippled, let out a scream.
His body was hit hard by falling feathers and flew up into the air.
Seeing this, Luo Yu's face flashed with a ruthless expression. There are high and low levels and mistakes in the competition in the ring. This is nothing to worry about.
But Li Xuan's injury was intentional by Feng Wuya.
If he couldn't even retract and release it freely, Feng Wuya wouldn't be standing here.
It's not his fault that he is arrogant and vicious.
The fault was that he hurt her teammate, and the fault was that he shouldn't be arrogant in front of her.
Before Feng Wuya could fall down, Luo Yu's feet were on the ground and he flew up quickly, launching a heavy flying kick towards Feng Wuya who was falling.
"Bang." Almost everyone around the ring heard the heavy, dull sound.
Feng Wuya was kicked into the air again.
The bright red blood mist was flying and falling in mid-air.
"Presumptuous." The silver-haired old man sitting next to King Haozang suddenly stood up and shouted angrily. He threw down his sleeves and tried to intervene.
Seeing this, King Haozang said slowly: "My Qi'er was beaten like that, and my king didn't say anything.
In the arena competition, only students voluntarily admit defeat and no one is allowed to interfere.
Clan leader, do you want to intervene?"
"What's the matter? Can Yan Lie stop me?" The silver-haired old man was very arrogant.
King Haozang smiled after hearing this: "I don't know whether Yan Lie can stop me or not, but I only know that someone will definitely stop him."
After saying that, he turned his head slightly and bowed slightly to the window on the second floor next to him.
There, I don’t know when Yun Shitian stood there.
At this moment, he was looking down at Luo Yu's arena.
Although he didn't even glance at King Haozang from the corner of his eyebrows, his aura was not for show.
Seeing this, the silver-haired old man suddenly suppressed his arrogance.
"I don't know what secret the clan has gained to make its strength grow so fast."