The moment St. Jet’s body was knocked out of the air by Jason’s punching power, the entire arena went dead silent.


    The eyes of many powerful Agist under the ring are all looking toward St. Jet, and there are some powerful spiritual senses fluctuating among them.


    After a long time, there seemed to be some sighs of relief–the


    “Dead! There’s no breath left!”


    “I can’t believe that an Emperor Level Power died in the ring like this, how many years has it been since something like this happened?”


    “That said, St. Jet is not weak, and his own CULTIVATION talent is extremely high.”


    “The strength of St. Jet in First Emperor Realm is already the best, and in time, it would be no problem at all to be promoted to Supreme Emperor Realm. Unfortunately, it was death.”


    “It would have been fine if he had died at the hands of an opponent of the same rank or someone stronger, but he died at the hands of a Quasi-Emperor Realm martial artist. …”


    When thesetter words came out, many people in the arena fell silent.


    Yes, St. Jet was killed by a young man with the cultivation of Quasi-Emperor Realm with the strength of First Emperor Realm, the stronger St. Jet is, the higher the cultivation talent is, the more Jason’s fame of today’s battle will be achieved.


    At least, after today’s battle, people in Agist will remember the name Satan.


    Killing a First Emperor RealmAgist powerhouse with his Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivation level would definitely shake the entire Agist.


    “Lord St. Jet …”


    Some of the Holy Night People’s disciples rushed the ring, and when they realized that St. Jet was dead, they all screamed in an unusual amount of grief.


    One of the Holy Night people’s disciples even pointed straight at Jason and roared in grief and anger, “You, you actually killed my n’s emperor! The Great Emperor of my n will definitelye to kill you and let you die without a burial ce!”


    “When you fight in the ring, you live and die! He died because he was weak. Is it possible that you can’t kill or die just because you are Holy Night people?” Jason opened his mouth, his injuries were not light, despite that, that aura of his own still remained undiminished, he stared intently at that Holy Night people’s disciple, and said in a cold voice, “Also, don’t tell me what to do, or you will die in the ring as well!”


    “You–”


    That Holy Night people that disciple for one of the anger, but contact with Jason’s pair of murderous gaze, his heart flinched, thetter words no longer dare to say out.


    Holy Night people’s disciples brought down St. Jet’s body.


    The Emperor Level Power of an Agist was grilled, and this matter would only not be left at that.


    Over at Blood Moon Agist, Blood Shadow stares at Jason in the ring ring, he can sense at this point that Jason is indeed wounded, and wounded quite badly.


    Speaking of which, Jason had killed four Quasi-Emperor Realm martial artists in a row, and then fought St. Jet, so even though his own qi and blood were strong, it didn’t mean that it was really inexhaustible.


    After the battle with St. Jet, he was indeed injured, and his own qi and blood had been weakened, and the golden aura that blossomed from his Grand Vajra Realm Physique was not as zing as it had been previously.


    Blood Shadow’s eyes shed as he suddenly spoke, “Satan, I’ll challenge you next!”


    With that said, and regardless of whether Jason agrees or not, Blood Shadow has leapt onto the ring field.


    He stared at Jason and said meaningfully, “As for the bet, don’t worry. Five Sixth-grade herbs is nothing less.”


    Jasonughed coldly, that gaze was like looking at a jumping clown as he looked at Blood Shadow, he said, “Is this how the people of Blood Moon Agist have always behaved?”


    Blood Shadow nches slightly at thisment, but that’s about it, he’s naturally offended by such behavior, and immediately jumps out to challenge Jason after seeing that he’s injured.


    He’s a First Emperor Realm powerhouse, Combat Realm is higher than Jason, and Jason has the nerve to jump out and challenge him when he’s been injured through many battles, which is still really shameless.


    Blood Shadow didn’t seem to understand Jason’s words as he said, “Is it possible that you are only allowed to challenge my n and the Holy Night people, but you can’t allow others to challenge you? To borrow your words, if you dare to fight, then fight, if you don’t dare to fight, then beg for forgiveness on your knees.”


    “Blood Shadow, can you still have some face? You, a First Emperor Realm powerhouse, jumped out and challenged someone while they were injured after many battles. Do you still have face?” Lilith couldn’t help herself and blurted out at that.


    Old Mr. Miller had already guessed what was going on when he saw Blood Shadow jump into the ring, except he couldn’t understand a word Blood Shadow was saying, so he had to ask Wolf Boy, who was off to the side, “Wolf Boy, what’s this guy talking about?”


    “He says he wants to challenge Brother.” Wolf Boy spoke up, his fists clenched and a fierce killing intent shed in his eyes.


    Old Mr. Miller’s eyes narrowed slightly as he sneered and said, “That Blood Moon Agist guy, right? This is too ugly to eat, and still has the nerve to call himself a party Agist? It’s reallyughable.”


    Blood Shadow ignored Lilith’s words, he knew of course that this behavior of his was offensive, but he didn’t care anymore.


    A Quasi-Emperor Realm’s cultivation was able to kill the existence of a First Emperor Realm powerhouse in Agist, and he must not watch the other party grow up.


    Once Jason is allowed to advance to Emperor Realm, how many others in Blood Moon Agist will be able to hold Jason at bay by then?


    If Jason continues to grow and one day reaches the realm of the Great Emperor Realm, it would be a disaster for the entire Blood Moon Agist, right?


    Since he had already taken on a deadly vendetta, of course he had to get rid of the other party before they grew up if he had the chance.


    As for taking some k, what’s thatpared to what’s at stake for Blood Moon Agist as a whole?


    Originally, those young disciples of The Holy n of the Apocalypse looked at Jason more or less unfavorably, but when they saw that Blood Shadow actually took the initiative to challenge Jason on stage at such a juncture, there were some marvelous changes in their faces.


    Daisy, the Saint of the Apocalypse’s eyes rolled back as she looked at Jason in the ring arena and couldn’t help but have a thought pop into her head – what would he choose?


    Of course, in a situation like this, Jason is going to refuse to fight then no one else can say anything.


    He was only at the cultivation level of Quasi-Emperor Realm, and had fought continuously and was injured. There is no shame in him refusing Blood Shadow’s challenge, the shame would only be on Blood Moon Agist.


    However, a yful smile shed across Jason’s eyes as he looked at Blood Shadow and said, “Are you sure about me? Do you really think that you can kill me once and for all if I am injured?”


    “Ring fight, life and death, that’s what you said.” Blood Shadow said in a cold voice.


    “Jason, there’s no need to be brave, you’ve already proven yourself.” Old Mr. Miller spoke up.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Jason nodded, he knew this reasoning, it was just Blood Shadow’s arrogant face that was eating him up that irked him, he said, “It’s fine to fight with you. However, the bet of five elixirs is not enough.”


    “Oh? So tell me, what kind of bets are needed?” Blood Shadow asked.


    “Just bet you Blood Moon Agist’s stronghold in the Ancient City of Ruins, don’t you dare?”


    Jason said in a chilling voice as his gaze sank.