"Come up here and meet your death, the third beast of the Ying Family!"
Jian Yi's arrogant, boastful, and provocative voice echoed forth.
"This... this is too arrogant, isn't it?"
"Yeah, he was able to kill Ying Yi earlier only because Ying Yi underestimated him, giving him an opportunity. But who would've thought that this would become the basis of his arrogance!"
"Yes, indeed!"
...
"Are we sure he's called Jian Yi? I heard the Jian Family has a demon called Jian Feng, who is incredibly arrogant and boastful. Are you sure it's not him?"
...
"You're going to die!" Suddenly, they heard an icy cold voice resonating from the Ying Family's stand.
This voice belonged to a woman.
Immediately, people saw another snow-colored figure rise from the Ying Family stand, gracefully floating down to the center battle platform below.
This was a woman dressed in snow-colored clothes, her face as white as snow, her features extremely delicate, but she gave off an intensely cold vibe.
