Everyone, including Silver Tear, watched in astonishment, utterly dumbfounded by what was happening before them.
They didn't even know where John had gone; their eyes had been glued to every movement in the arena.
"Where is he? Wasn't that man just there a moment ago? How could he suddenly disappear like that?"
"Could there be some mechanism at that spot? Or some secret passage we don't know about?"
"That's impossible, absolutely impossible. These areas have been specially inspected; there couldn't be any unknown tunnels or mechanisms."
"Why has he vanished like this?"
Others couldn't help but start recording videos, driven by curiosity.
They all wanted to know what was going on, as it was utterly absurd how someone could just disappear like that.
Meanwhile, in the private box, Benjamin and Francis exchanged glances, each seeing a mix of surprise and contemplation in the other's eyes.
To be honest, they had been watching the arena very closely, fearing they might miss the slightest detail.
Yet, what happened was completely beyond their expectations.
"Brother, did you see where that man went just now? This situation seems like something we've never encountered before."
Benjamin's face carried a faint smile, yet it was filled with intense inquiry.
After all, the man had just disappeared right before everyone's eyes, an impossibility under normal circumstances.
Francis's hands began to tremble slightly, his face clearly showing a look of contemplation, as this truly was beyond their imagination.
They had never considered that something could vanish in an instant and evade all attacks.
But the next second, they noticed something amiss.
Though the man had disappeared, the three other attackers' assaults were still in motion!
This meant that the power of those three attacks might collide with each other.
Realizing this, their pupils dilated in shock, and they watched the arena tensely.
Blood Butcher also felt the immense pressure from the black hole directly in front of him.
His pupils widened dramatically, and he instinctively tried to withdraw his hand, but it was too late!
The situation was even worse for Headman Demon.
As he descended from above, intending to twist off the man's head, he collided directly with Blood Butcher's attack.
The moment their hands met, both involuntarily showed expressions of pain as their hands broke off in the brief collision.
But it wasn't over yet!
They could feel the overwhelming force of the black hole in front of them, causing their breathing to become rapid.
There was absolutely no room to escape; they helplessly crashed into it uncontrollably.
The next second, both felt as if their hands had completely lost sensation.
To the onlookers, it appeared as if they were slowly disintegrating into molecules in the air.
Blood Butcher's pupils quivered as he swiftly tried to move back, but it was already too late!
They could feel that once the black hole made contact with their bodies, there was no way to eliminate its effect in such a short amount of time.
Or rather, unless they amputated their own hands, there was no possibility of shaking off the black substance!
With this grim realization, they gritted their teeth and resolved to sever their own arms.
Such a brutal act made everyone in the audience gasp in horror.
They were at a loss for words, never having imagined that just the first round would result in both fighters losing a hand!
Although they knew that medical teams could perfectly reattach their hands, this would inevitably affect their future quality of life.
This meant that John had effortlessly dodged the first wave of attacks and caused the two opponents to pay a severe price.
This had completely surpassed everyone's expectations; they had never thought such a thing could happen!
There was a collective gasp as everyone stood up, now most concerned about where this person had gone.
They searched around the arena, but there was no sign of John.
Curiosity grew within them: Where had he gone? Why couldn't they see any trace of him anymore? Could there really be a secret passage in this place?
Pomgranet watched the arena with a hint of confusion.
Known for her acute perceptiveness, even from such a distance, she could sense that apart from those three, there was no one else present on the field.
How could this be possible?
Even if there was something that could mask one's presence, it couldn't possibly be so perfectly concealed.
Thus, the only logical conclusion was that the person truly wasn't there on the field anymore!
But where could he have gone? This place wasn't meant for hiding.
Doubts began to form in everyone's minds as they pondered over this mystery.
The boss chuckled lightly.
"It seems this person really does have some tricks up his sleeve. But to reveal his hand so early in this place, is he really that confident?"
There was a hint of contemplation in the boss's tone, suggesting he was pondering something, while Pomgranet beside him remained silent.
John had indeed escaped into his secret realm fragment at the first opportunity.
He had prepared for this; he knew he couldn't possibly overcome three opponents on his own, so his only chance was to turn the predators against each other!
It was a risky move indeed, as he had to dodge the attacks of three people instantly and then continue to evade any trace of detection while quickly retreating into his secret realm fragment.
If it were just that, it wouldn't be too concerning, but the real challenge was that these three were formidable opponents.
Therefore, entering the secret realm fragment had to be done swiftly.
The process could be interrupted, and if he missed that critical window, he would be locked on immediately.
Now, it seemed everything had exceeded his expectations, the outcome far better than he had imagined.
He could distinctly feel the fluctuations of energy outside, the scent of blood floating in the air, along with other details.
Success!
From within the secret realm fragment, John could covertly observe his surroundings.
After all, he had almost completely taken over this secret realm as his own.
If it were anyone else, they likely wouldn't be in this situation.
He watched as Blood Butcher and the other retreated, each severing one of their arms.
However, there was still no movement from the south side; he breathed a sigh of relief, as his plan had been aimed only at the other two.
He knew Victor generally relied on long-range attacks, like Spatial Collapse, without needing close combat.
This was precisely why he felt confident enough to draw all three attacks together—a crucial reason.
If Victor had also been inclined to close-range combat, he might have hesitated a bit.
But since Victor's safety was assured, it no longer mattered.
When John reappeared midair, everyone was stunned; they truly couldn't understand how he managed to materialize out of thin air.
Just moments ago, he had completely vanished, so why had he suddenly reappeared in the same spot?
What was going on?
Victor's black hole, once it strikes someone, typically adheres to that person, which meant it wouldn't just reappear at its original location.
This was precisely why John could reemerge so boldly.
At the moment of John's reappearance, the crowd erupted into astonishment.
Everyone was agape!
How... how did he manage that?