Seeing Wang Yan gracefully enter the arena, everyone became tense.
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting's hearts were pounding, and they clutched their hands tightly to their chests, staring at Wang Yan with anxious faces.
Snake Soul laughed easily and, with a sway of his body, jumped down from the mountaintop and stood behind the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent: "Wang Yan, I didn't expect you to have the guts to come down, but I can't miss such a spectacular scene of you being devoured by my Ten Thousand Headed Serpent. And such a wonderful scene, I must see it up close."
Wang Yan stared at the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent in front of him but showed an interested look, smiling as he said, "There's a reason you're called Snake Soul; this Second Soul Skill is indeed imaginative."
