Boom!
The bloody, ice-cold windstorm pressed down on him like a huge dragon. Mu Chen's eyes had been closed tightly, but he opened them now. Surprisingly, there was no fear in his pitch-black eyes. Instead, his eyes blazed with passion and dazzling brilliance. The passion in his eyes indicated that he was looking forward to gambling his life away.
One needed the courage to forgo the body when one was seeking a way to keep his life. If one could not decide to sacrifice the body or was fearful of doing it, then how would one be able to stay alive in a death match?
Mu Chen got up slowly from the pit. The surrounding violent spiritual energy gradually dissipated. However, another blood-colored aura started to gather and surround him. A dreadful and extremely horrifying killing atmosphere filled the air, as if everything was at stake, including winning the death match with his life!