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However, just when everyone thought Lin Ye Xiao was about to secure victory, the plot took an unexpected turn.
The werewolf, seemingly a defeated opponent, suddenly erupted with astonishing vitality and potential as it lay on the ground. It gritted its teeth, its eyes glowing a fierce red, as if ablaze with an inferno—a defiance and madness that seemed to emanate from the abyss.
Roar!
The werewolf let out a deafening roar, filled with despair and rage, concealing an unknown reservoir of power. Its body swelled once more amidst the roar, not only in muscle but in strength and speed overall.
Lin Ye Xiao clearly did not anticipate this turn of events; he froze for a moment but quickly regained his composure, preparing to face the enemy again. However, the werewolf's attack came like lightning, its sharp claws slicing through the air, aiming for Lin Ye Xiao's vital points.
Lin Ye Xiao exerted all his strength to defend himself, but this time, the werewolf's power seemed beyond his expectations. After a series of fierce strikes, Lin Ye Xiao finally succumbed to the onslaught, receiving a heavy blow to his chest that sent him flying to the ground.
He struggled to rise but was immobilized by the excruciating pain in his chest. As he looked up at the approaching werewolf, his eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair.
"Hmph, this is your end." The werewolf sneered as it approached Lin Ye Xiao, preparing to deliver the final blow.
The werewolf's attack was like the scythe of death, mercilessly severing the flame of his life. Lin Ye Xiao's eyes gradually lost their luster as his body slowly collapsed onto the cold ground.
He was dead.
Witnessing this scene, everyone gasped in shock, their hearts stirred by an indescribable sense of horror and chill. The werewolf's brutality exceeded all expectations.
Initially, after Lin Ye Xiao had shown mercy, people thought there would be some compassion in return; little did they know that this had become the root of Lin Ye Xiao's tragedy.
The Fengshen Arena was mercilessly laid bare before everyone once more. Here, there was no mercy, no forgiveness—only life and death struggles, only enemies and victors.
"Ha ha, foolish Daxia people," the werewolf mocked coldly, its laughter brimming with contempt for life and arrogance towards power.
His actions ignited the fury of everyone in the viewing platform of Great Xia. Shouts of curses and reprimands rose and fell like a tide, yet it seemed that not a single word could shake him. The werewolf merely responded with a cold laugh, as if relishing the provocation and anger he stirred. In an almost taunting manner, he tore apart Lin Ye Xiao's corpse and began to chew on it, a sight that was utterly horrifying.
Damn werewolf! I will tear him apart!
Anger and sorrow intertwined in the crowd, each person wishing they could personally bring the werewolf to his end. However, the battle did not pause for their emotions. The contest continued to unfold like a revolving lantern, each moment filled with tension and excitement.
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