"Sheng Shuixiang is going to lose!"
An astonished cry spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.
All the strong ones were taken aback and turned their gazes toward the arena above.
Only to see Ruan Yunyi's body, bloated like a balloon, with his swollen belly undulating for a moment before it suddenly deflated.
Following that...
A red light burst forth from his mouth!
Whoosh!
This red beam moved with incredible speed, as thick as a towering ancient tree, spanning across the void, distorting space wherever it passed, with spiral rays of light swirling around it.
In the blink of an eye.
The red light had already arrived in front of Sheng Shuixiang.
"Not good!"
Sheng Shuixiang's face suddenly changed. The energy in the light beam was several times stronger than the attack he had previously launched. Especially the black rings encircling the light column, which carried a scent of death and evil.
This was the power of misfortune.
