A commotion broke out among the spectators outside the arena.
"Am I seeing it right? He actually has the guts to get into the arena?"
"Ha! We have slighted his courage. It is said that Zhao Tianyin has been plotting to kill him for more than just a few days and revealed his intentions during the assessment at the Holy Altar. Despite this, does this guy still dare to get in there and face him?"
"Why listen to the rumors? Just look at Zhao Tianyin's face and you'll know," someone ridiculed.
They looked over and saw that Zhao Tianyin's eyes were blazing with murderous desire. A creepy, sinister smile was on his lips.
Even as spectators, they could feel chills crawling down their spines merely from looking at his expression.
"How daring must this foreigner be to get in there? His courage is remarkable!"