This...
Everyone watched it all unfold, instinctively holding their breath.
Some even shut their eyes, unable to bear watching.
In their eyes, Chen Wen had not truly lost. He had merely been defeated by the Spirit Formation Xiao Xuan had constructed.
Strictly speaking, Chen Wen was the winner of this battle.
But sometimes, reality simply refused to go as one wished. No matter how unwilling one was, it was useless.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as Luo Nanchen and the others made their move, a voice rang out. "Wait."
The moment those words fell, everyone in the arena shuddered.
Even Xiao Xuan, who had struck in fury, could not help stopping his movements.
He looked toward Chen Wujue in shock, though rage and Killing Intent still churned in his eyes.
Yes.
The one who had spoken was Chen Wujue.
At this moment, not only was Xiao Xuan shocked, even the crowd present was baffled.
They could not understand why Chen Wujue had stepped forward at such a time.
Could it be that he wanted to save Chen Wen?
But was Xiao Xuan not his disciple?
Saving a junior who had been pressing down on his own disciple and beating him in this situation—was that not a joke?
Amid the crowd's confusion, Chen Wujue looked down at Chen Wen and said, "Chen Wen, do you know your wrong?"
Wrong?
The corners of Chen Wen's lips twitched.
Was he wrong?
Ha... what a heaven-shaking joke.
With that thought, Chen Wen slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Wujue, who stood high above him. "What wrong have I committed?"
As he spoke, his voice suddenly rose. "If using the strength of the Peak Tenth Level Dao Proving Realm to press down on and beat someone in the Great Emperor Realm is a mistake—"