The entire crowd from Kaoshan Sect felt their blood boiling with heat.
Luo Qingxuan's beautiful eyes shone brightly as she stared unblinkingly at that tall, straight figure in cyan on the platform, venting all the pent-up frustration in her heart.
Qin Xuanyue stroked his palms and sighed long, his eyes filled with admiration.
This is the true prodigy of my Kaoshan Sect!
He possessed not only the strength to crush powerful enemies, but even more so the arrogant backbone to look down upon all heroes.
By contrast, the Bitao Sect side showed stiff expressions across the board, the atmosphere dead, silent, and icy.
Lin Xiaotian's entire body tensed up, his teeth biting down hard as his expression turned blue and white by turns, reaching the absolute limit of humiliation.
He had just won a complete victory over Tie Zhan, boasting of being the pinnacle among his peers with monstrous arrogance.
Yet having witnessed with his own eyes Wang Yuan's terrifying one-hundred-and-twenty-thousand-jin giant strength brainlessly crushing Li Xuanba of the Bone Forging Late Stage, extreme apprehension and fear had long since sprouted deep within his heart.
He was all too clear.
His water-attribute cultivation technique excelled at restraint through softness, but in front of absolutely irresistible physical brute force, all techniques were mere illusions.
If he stepped onto the stage, what awaited him would only be the exact same as Li Xuanba—being beaten up publicly, having his arrogance shattered, and ruining his reputation.
Fight, and he would definitely lose!
Not fight, and he would lose all face!
At this moment he was caught in a dilemma of advance and retreat, wrapped in disgrace.
Lin Xiaotian clenched his fists so hard they made cracking sounds, ultimately able only to lower his head rigidly, keeping his mouth shut and uttering no sound.
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