Dead, Lu Zhan died just like that without any resistance!
The spectators were silent!
Zhu Fei stood on the stage, his gaze slowly sweeping across the crowd.
Everyone who met his gaze lowered their heads almost without exception.
Are you kidding? Who would dare provoke a guy whose strength is almost comparable to a Divine being? Unless they have a death wish.
"Zhu Fei wins!"
At the same time, the referee's voice finally rang out in the crowd.
Zhu Fei turned his head and nodded slightly at the referee who spoke, then directly jumped off the stage.
As soon as Zhu Fei came off the stage, Luo Feiyun immediately approached him.
Looking at Zhu Fei, he said excitedly, "Brother Zhu, I really didn't expect you to be so strong."
Zhu Fei smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, just a warm-up."
Luo Feiyun was speechless, thinking if this was just a warm-up for you, then what about us?
But it was obvious he was not here to talk about that, instead, looking somewhat serious, he said:
