You Zhichi walked off the rind, but the barbarian lying in the blood pool flicked his finger. A silver needle flickered moving at a fast speed toward You Zhichi's neck. The referee was not prepared for someone to take such a step even after his warning. The first thing to do was to save You Zhichi.
The Heavenly Maiden was exhausted after the first time use of her Martial Spirit. Her guard was down, after all, who would dare to sneak up and attack in the Arena of gods? Well, she was wrong. In the sky, Animo Albus moved but the distance is too great.
The lady screamed, "Chi'er, move." her voice was still faster to reach the maiden than her body. You Xi Wang moved, his soul sense was locked onto the ring from the moment the referee announced the start of the battle. The moment the barbarian's hateful gaze landed on the back of his sister. He had moved.