As it happened, the seventh battle was Xie Wushang against the Fourth Knight.
The Fourth Knight's strength was similar to Lu Yuchen's and ranked near the bottom among the twenty participants. Therefore, as soon as he stepped onto the stage, his expression became extremely solemn.
He had no confidence when facing Xie Wushang.
But regardless of whether he had confidence, the battle still had to be fought.
"A boring battle."
Xie Wushang muttered indifferently.
He grabbed toward the void with both hands, and his voice rang out with intense confidence.
"Heavenly Demon Blood Wheel."
A terrifying blood qi erupted from his body and condensed in the void into a massive wheel.
It was unknown how much blood had been used to drench it, but inside the wheel, one could faintly see scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The blood wheel rotated slightly in the void.
