Chapter 1117: Sinister Ancient Cauldron

Everyone from the Fen Tribe kept their heads slightly lowered. None even dared meet Benjamin Shaw's eyes on the arena. No one had the courage to bring up executing him on the spot, or making him a slave. Benjamin Shaw had shut them all up with sheer strength. Meanwhile, up on the high platform, Gu Li's face twisted; his expression looked as ugly as it could get. How was even Teng Quan not a match for that brat? A human, barely twenty, had grown this strong? Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in...