Too many doubts made this battle of spells turn confusing and bewildering.
What had originally been a very simple conflict—a Little Fellow who did not know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth offending the Yulan Trade Alliance—should have left him in a predicament beyond redemption, without the slightest room to fight back.
If he were clever, he should have bound his hands and submitted. After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was absurdly vast. Resistance would be of no use at all; honestly admitting guilt might instead win him a sliver of a chance at forgiveness.
But who would have thought that a newborn calf truly feared no tiger? This boy actually treated the Yulan Trade Alliance as if it were nothing and chose to clash head-on with them.
Stupid beyond saving!
In the eyes of others, this behavior was simply foolish to the extreme. How could an egg possibly collide with a stone? This Little Fellow's end could only be his body smashed to pieces and his bones ground to dust.
The arrival of the Seven Cultivators of Taizhen only confirmed that conjecture even further.
Yet the result was vastly different from what people had guessed.
Seven mighty figures at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage, each holding extraordinary treasures, joined hands to strike. The strength they displayed made people tremble—yet they suffered a narrow defeat at Lin Xuan's hands in a single move.
That was right. In that instant, the strength Lin Xuan displayed was not on the same level as the Seven Cultivators of Taizhen at all.
Everyone was sucking in cold breaths.
Some even thought this Little Fellow had been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and was actually some old monster whose name had spread