On the arena stage, Li Xuanba felt the power surging through his body. He threw back his head and laughed, his arrogant gaze fixed on Wang Yuan before him.
"Surprised? If I hadn't kept a trump card up my sleeve, how could I have properly played with you all?"
"At the peak of Bone Forging Mid Stage, I was already enough to crush most of my peers."
"Now that I've entered Bone Forging Late Stage and fully unleashed fifty thousand jin of strength, what do you, a mere Bone Forging Early Stage cultivator, have to fight me with?"
He lightly brought his fists together. A muffled shockwave shook the air, and his knuckles erupted with crackling pops of bones and sinews.
"Tie Zhan lost disgracefully. I thought a dark horse like you could at least bring me a little fun."
"Now it seems that when you leave this stage today, you'll only be more miserable than him."
In the Kaoshan Sect seating area, Luo Qingxuan's heart sank, and her face turned pale.
Everyone had originally hoped that Wang Yuan could put up a fight with the momentum of a dark horse.
But his opponent had directly revealed Bone Forging Late Stage cultivation, instantly stretching the gap in realms to its limit.
Qin Xuanyue stared intently at the arena, quietly squeezing a cold sweat into his palm.
He knew very well that under normal circumstances, Bone Forging Early Stage cultivators had virtually no chance against those at the late stage.
From all directions, a tide of pessimistic discussion rose once more.
"It's over. Wang Yuan has no chance now. Bone Forging Early Stage against Late Stage—the gap is far too great!"
"I was hoping the dark horse would create another miracle, but against Li Xuanba, who hid his strength before breaking