On the arena.
They saw Fang Yiming walk up to the arena.
Duan Jiangliu's face revealed a look of disdain.
Zhang Liang was sent flying with a kick.
Immediately, the staff at the scene took Zhang Liang away for medical treatment.
"I didn't expect that someone would dare to come up and court death. Are you not afraid of death?"
Duan Jiangliu crossed his arms in front of his chest and sized up Fang Yiming with disdain.
"Afraid!"
Fang Yiming walked up to him and slowly uttered a word.
"You're afraid of death and still dare to come up?"
Duan Jiangliu's interest was piqued.
"It's even more terrifying to drag out an ignoble existence!" Fang Yiming said concisely.
"You're stronger than the previous one. At least you have some self-awareness. I'll go easy on you."
Duan Jiangliu expressed his admiration for him.
"I can be killed, but I can't be humiliated!" Fang Yiming said in a deep voice.