Vasily knew there was no way he could defend himself, so he shut his eyes and waited for his imminent death.
However, just as Jerison’s palm was about to land on Vasily, a strong suction caused Vasily to fly backward.
The very next second, his body fell heavily outside of the arena. Because of the fall, the ice on Vasily’s body smashed to bits, and Vasily was able to move again.
That scenario did not cross Jerison’s mind. For a moment, he was stunned.
With a frown, he glanced at the crowd and questioned, “Which one of you saved him?”
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