PFFT!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out of Luo Ritian's mouth instantly.
The next moment, all the clothes on Luo Ritian's body were torn to shreds. He fell to the ground, his eyes wide open as he stared at Su Bei, muttering to himself, "Impossible... this can't be possible... How could this happen? How could I possibly be defeated??"
Dead silence fell. Everyone watched the scene before them in disbelief, looking at Luo Ritian lying on the ground. The fighting platform had long since disappeared, and within a radius of nearly a mile, everything had turned into nothingness. The magma had dried into black rock, and amidst the snowstorm, Su Bei's figure stood proudly.
"What... what kind of technique is this?" Luo Ritian spat out another mouthful of blood, staring blankly at Su Bei, the fear in his heart lingering.
