The Fifth Spot

"Not bad!" someone shouted from the crowd. "I'll take my spot up there too!"

A shadow jumped into the air and shot towards the second arena. As he landed softly, he pulled out his sword from the sheath on his back.

It was the young master of the Qin clan, Qin Tianmu.

Ye Mo also jumped into the magic circle and onto the next arena like the other two. Yet the way he made his appearance was somewhat less impressive than the former two warriors.

Just as Ye Mo jumped onto the arena, Man Qi was looking at him from a distance with a vicious expression on his face.

"Today will be the day that you will breathe your final breath!" Man Qi snarled.

In just a few seconds, three warriors had taken three of the arenas. Before the crowd could even react, two more shadows jumped straight onto the remaining two.

"What the!"