No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Lourain said in a low voice, "His arm is probably crippled now. It's not just completely burned, he was rubbing the burnt area on the floor just now. The flesh on his arm is completely injured. It's horrible to look at..."

Quite a few people could not help but raise their eyebrows at the situation.

However, it was still not the end of everything. He had just managed to catch his breath when a gust of wind was felt from behind.

With a boom, the beast's wing sent the person flying. He flew up in the air like a piece of trash, slamming into the protective barrier.

He spat out blood and immediately lost consciousness. Everyone could clearly see his blood on the transparent barrier, which caused everyone to fall even more silent.

Quite a few of them got goosebumps from the sight. That man was just too pitiful. He had just extinguished the flames when he got sent flying by the beast's wing, slamming onto the protective barrier and immediately passing out. At that moment, it was unclear if he was even alive.

Capture Hall

battle would last for ten minutes. Only after the allotted time ended would the barrier

had a lot of fellow disciples in the spectator stands. There was no way they could remain calm after the sight. All of them rushed toward the stage,

to hold on, it's almost time! Once this round ends, I'll get you treated! You have to make sure you're fine!'

battle will end after another five minutes. After that,

were shouting, the person inside could not hear them at all. At that moment, he was already unconscious. His eyes were completely shut. Other than his shallow breathing, he was not moving at

condition made his

all. There was still

all their might as they frantically dodged the beast's attacks, not giving up any chance they had to fight

some thoughts surfaced in his

below was not something someone like him could handle. If he was in the arena, he would be in