Bang—!
A several-meter-high column of water exploded upward, scattering countless droplets across the river's surface.
Threads of blood slowly spread across the surface of the Ping River.
A tall figure flew high out of the riverbed like a torn sack, traced an arc through the air, and finally crashed down onto the shore.
"Hmm?"
"It's over?"
"Who won?!"
In an instant, countless expressions changed as everyone hurriedly focused their eyes on the scene.
The tall figure lying on the cobblestone riverbank had his luxurious clothes shredded into strips, and a horrifyingly huge bloody hole had been blasted through his chest!
"Hall Master Zheng!!!"
In an instant, the countless South Hall thugs stationed by the shore saw their eyes split with rage. Ignoring the sharp gravel stabbing into their feet, they rushed onto the riverbank and desperately lifted him up.
"Hall—Hall Master Zheng is done for..." Yuan Bo, who had rushed forward first, collapsed onto the ground, his entire body turning cold and trembling.
He was dead!
Zheng Juexiong, who had seemed almost invincible in his eyes, had actually died!
Splash—!
The water surface split apart.
A tall figure with loose black hair and deep, sharp eyes walked step by step out of the river.
Though he had not stirred a trace of strength or blood vitality, he seemed to have become the beloved child of this eight-hundred-li Ping River.
The waves themselves bore him aloft, letting him walk upon them!
"Fang—Fang Xuan won!"
Someone in the packed crowds along both banks shouted those words.
In an instant, the silent Ping River seemed to have been detonated, and a monstrous uproar rose in the blink of an eye!
The crowds on both banks erupted into total commotion!
"Fang Xuan won! Fang Xuan actually won!"
"Tiger Sprint Hand Zheng Juexiong had shaken