Buddha...
He seemed to...
see the Buddha.
Looking at Huo Yuanhong before him, Xuanqing fell into a daze.
If he were not a great Buddha, how could he wield the Cassock Demon-Subduing Art even more masterfully than Xuanqing himself?
"Take a look at the Cassock Demon-Subduing Art I used just now. Is there anything that needs changing?" Huo Yuanhong said.
"No." Xuanqing replied instinctively.
By then, the surroundings had fallen deathly silent.
Xuanqing, whom even Yang Luchan had been unable to do anything against in terms of combat method back then, had actually lost.
Defeated for the first time.
And... defeated by a young man.
If word of this got out, even that batch of experts from the Golden Age would be stirred into action. It would set off towering waves!
All the carefully prepared words Li Ruifeng had meant to offer as a way down from the stage caught in his throat. He opened his mouth, but even an old hand like him was momentarily at a loss, unable to think of what to say.
The stage they had originally set was supposed to go like this: Xuanqing would defeat Huo Supreme Expert; the Big Dipper Seven-Star Sword Formation would defeat Xuanqing, then lose to Huo Supreme Expert. That way, they would achieve their objective, Huo Supreme Expert would preserve his dignity, and everyone would go home happy.
Yet now, Xuanqing had been defeated outright—even his cassock had been torn off. This fine performance had ended before it even began.
This truly was...
Li Ruifeng genuinely did not know what would be appropriate to say. All that remained in his heart was an indescribable, inexplicable shock.
Huo Yuanhong's talent for practical combat was simply too outrageous. It was likely even greater than Yang Luchan's, Sun Lutang's, and Guo Yunsheng's!