At the critical moment, Chen Wen stopped his hand.
Murong Yunfeng stared blankly at the palm hanging above his head, then collapsed onto the ground.
Without realizing it, his back had been completely drenched in sweat.
Silence!!!
The scene fell utterly silent. The disciples watching this no longer knew what to say.
At this moment, they had completely fallen into a daze. Saying that their worldview had collapsed would not have been an exaggeration.
They had never imagined that this would be the outcome.
Most importantly, their Young Clan Leader had been so utterly helpless.
The blow to them was simply too great.
Murong Yuanchen and Murong Yuantian exchanged another glance, both letting out a breath of stale air.
They had made the right bet.
Chen Wen still knew where to draw the line.
But even so, the shock in their hearts was impossible to conceal.
They had never imagined that Murong Yunfeng would be so unable to withstand a single blow.
Chen Wen was far, far stronger than they had imagined.
At this moment, they no longer had the slightest doubt about Chen Wen's strength.
Most importantly, they could almost certainly conclude that Chen Wen's background was anything but ordinary.
Whether it was his bearing, the greeting gift he had given, his Cultivation Level, or his personal strength—
Chen Wen was top-tier in every respect. There was nothing to doubt.
"Get up."
Chen Wen turned his halted hand into an outstretched palm.
Murong Yunfeng froze for a moment before finally placing his hand in Chen Wen's.
Yet he still looked somewhat dazed and dispirited.
Chen Wen pulled Murong Yunfeng to his feet and said with a soft smile, "You're quite good. Don't burden yourself too heavily."
Murong Yunfeng's whole body shook violently. After a long while, he said, "This