Seeing this, Qin Feng was instantly scared out of his wits.
His body was being bombarded by power, leaving him with no time or room to block this blow.
"Zhao Ziyan, make your move! What are you standing around for? Otherwise, we'll both die—both die!"
At the brink of life and death, Qin Feng could no longer care about saving face and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The shout broke the original dead silence.
The stunned crowd finally came back to their senses.
At this moment, the expressions on their faces were extraordinarily vivid, and they were equally shocked.
They had never imagined things would end like this.
Nor had they imagined that Qin Feng would lose—and lose so decisively.
This was a Peak Tenth Level Dao Proving Realm expert, someone who could rank among the top hundred even within the Inner Ruins' ten major factions.
Yet now, after merely three moves, he had been beaten until he had no power to fight back.
This was far too outrageous.
Not far away, Ning Qingxue no longer knew what to say either.
Her expression looked incomparably calm, but her slightly clenched hand betrayed her emotions.
Though she did not wish to admit it, she had truly misjudged Chen Wen.
Without exaggeration, if she possessed the same Cultivation Level as Chen Wen, could she defeat Qin Feng?
In the end, her conclusion was that she might be able to gain the upper hand over Qin Feng, but she absolutely could not do so with such ease.
This showed just how vast the gap between the two was.
At that thought, her already clenched fist tightened several degrees more.
At this moment, Zhao Ziyan also came back to her senses.
Her expression changed again and again.
Especially when she looked at