C1149 The Armored Figure's Attack
When the stakes were high and the number of participants was large, there would invariably be those willing to take risks.
As Xie Mengwu's voice still hung in the air, a piercing cold light burst forth from a secluded room, striking towards the stage like a phantom.
Its path left conspicuous black streaks in the fabric of space.
The nearest figure in black and red armor looked up
