The entire venue was silent.
Time itself seemed to have frozen. Everyone stared blankly at the black-robed figure on the Duel Arena, too shocked to speak. They stood motionless, like statues.
They simply couldn't believe what they had just seen.
In the space of a few breaths, just one person, using only one hand, had casually defeated the Oakland Battle Team they were so proud of as if swatting flies.
That shock left them unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
"I'll... get down myself."
The beautiful girl fearfully glanced at the Black Robed Man. After hearing his answer, she replied without the slightest hesitation, immediately turned around, rushed to the edge of the Duel Arena in a few quick steps, and jumped down.
That speed was faster than many Agility-Attack Type Soul Masters, making people sigh in amazement. As expected of Oakland's Support System Soul Master, she actually ran this fast.
Seeing the girl jump off the Duel Arena, Dai Yao's golden eyes swept over Wang Lin and the others embedded in the wall, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile surfaced in his gaze.
He had held back against every single one of them.
They would feel intense pain, but in truth, they had not suffered any real injury. As teammates who had once cooperated with unspoken understanding, even without exchanging words, he already understood what Feng Qianli intended.
Such a crushing defeat, with no power to fight back at all, should be enough to wake these juniors up from their arrogance and conceit.
Lowering the brim of his hat, under everyone's gaze, Dai Yao slowly walked down from the Duel Arena.
When Dai Yao reached his side, Feng Qianli was just about to say something when Dai Yao lowered his voice and said, "I'm