C135 Thousands of Mountains(2)

"Wan Shaan?" Lee Zhuohua said in a low voice, somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Hanyan, who was beside him, heard Lee Zhuohua's whisper. He was looking at the other party's appearance. Obviously, Lee Zhuohua did not know what was so amazing about this name.

"Young Master Lee, this Wan Shaan is the general who always wins in the Arena. Ever since he stepped into the Arena, he has never been defeated. That's why the audience is chasing after him like this." Zhao Hanyan patiently explained to Lee Zhuohua who Wan Shaan was and pointed him out.

"Oh? He has never been defeated before. He does have some ability." Hearing about Wan Shaan, Lee Zhuohua's eyes lit up as he looked in the direction that Zhao Hanyan was pointing.

On the Arena, a man with a naked upper body stood proudly on top of the Arena, with his arms wide open, enjoying the cheers of the audience.

It was as if the audience's shout of his name could make him feel that he was the owner of this place, and could make him forget his own pain.

He had been a prisoner of war, and his own country had been destroyed by Gu Yang, but he didn't hate Gu Yang at all, because in the past he had been a profligate son, and he had never had to worry about anything, and he could have done anything with the protection of his family, until Gu Yang had trampled his home, and then he still hadn't come to his senses, and had thought that it was all just a farce.

But just as he was about to be cut down by a mass of soldiers, his sister, who was usually unkind to him, rushed forward and blocked the enemy's spear for him. The spear pierced his sister's body, and a patch of red appeared before his eyes.

He had thought he was going to live his life in confusion, but at that moment, when his sister's hot blood splashed on his face, he felt something stir inside him.

He touched the blood on his face and found that the blood had not congealed and was still warm. This made Wan Shaan, who was originally a playboy, completely wake up.

However, it was already too late for him to wake up at that time. Later on, he was captured by the soldiers of Gu Yang.

Later on, he became someone else's servant, and his master sent him to the Arena.

Wan Shaan, who had just arrived at the Arena for the first time, had already woken up. However, at that time, he was already completely surrounded by the hatred of his family being destroyed.

The only color he could see in the world was the boiling red color of his sister's death in front of his eyes.

The red color was so dazzling that when he first arrived at the Arena, he relied on this hatred and the unforgettable pain to kill the opponent in front of him.

When he killed his opponent, he felt that the red color in front of his eyes seemed to have dimmed a little, causing him to mistakenly think that the dazzling red color could be washed away with blood.

So he killed his opponent on the arena again and again. With his successive victories, the audience remembered him. He cheered for him every time he went on the arena.

When his ears were filled with the cheers of the audience, he felt that he was the only one left in the world. His hatred was gone, and the pain was gone. He felt a sense of peace.

He didn't know when it started, but he felt extremely at ease when he stood on the arena stage. The opponent's fresh blood and the audience's cheers seemed to be all for him.

However, there was a trace of pain in his heart that was always reminding him of something, but by now, he had completely ignored that pain.

Right now, all he wanted to do was to enjoy this stage that belonged to him.

Thinking of this, a vicious smile appeared on his face as he looked at his opponent.

His opponent was a servant just like him, but he was different from Wan Shaan. This was the first time he had come to the arena, and he was not a prisoner of war from Guyang Country.

He used to be just a commoner in Guyang Country, but because his daughter was seriously ill, he couldn't treat her. He had no choice but to sell himself to the noble family to work for them. Because he had a cultivation of the Body Forging Realm, there were also people who could accept him.

This was his first time in the Arena, and he just wanted to go back safely to see his daughter.

"You will die here." Wan Shaan said as he looked at the man with a ferocious smile.

The man only wanted to return safely. He did not want to fight Wan Shaan to the death. But when he heard Wan Shaan's words, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"I won't die here. There is still someone waiting for me." However, he was not scared and did not reply to Wan Shaan's harsh words. Instead, he spoke in such a manner.

His response stunned Wan Shaan and his expression froze for a moment. But then, Wan Shaan shook his head and that sinister smile reappeared on his face.

"Hehe, no one has ever been able to safely walk down from the arena in front of me. You will not be an exception. Don't expect me to be merciful." Wan Shaan seemed to be provoked by the other party's words and the pain in his heart seemed to increase.

However, the man did not say anything else. He knew that there was no point in talking about it. A person like Wan Shaan could not understand how he felt. He shook his head and then looked at Wan Shaan with a firm gaze.

The inevitable duel between the two of them, the cheers of the audience, and the crowd at the VIP seats, seemed to surround the two of them.

They all wanted to see if Wan Shaan would be able to win again and kill his opponent, or if Wan Shaan would be able to end his record here.