A duel lasted half an hour.
In the end, Su Yi was gravely wounded and collapsed into a pool of blood.
Zhi Wuzhong, meanwhile, remained completely unscathed.
Who could fail to understand what that meant?
"I never expected Su Yi to ultimately lose to the Wuzhong Sect Master..."
Panwu Bugui could not help asking, "Why did Your Excellency not kill Su Yi?"
Many eyes flickered. Indeed, if Su Yi were killed, all the fortune he carried would belong to Zhi Wuzhong. Why had he not seized the chance to finish him off?
"Lost my ass!"
Suddenly, "Zhi Wuzhong" burst into furious curses. "Which one of your dog eyes saw my brother Su lose? How could that old bastard Zhi Wuzhong possibly be a match for my brother Su?"
The entire place was stunned.
Only then did everyone abruptly realize that the person before them was no longer Zhi Wuzhong, but Wang Zhiwu.
Even Old Lord Antarctic could only smile wryly. When Wang Zhiwu became ruthless, he actually cursed even his own main body!
Yet his heart was far from calm. Had Su Yi truly defeated Zhi Wuzhong in this battle?
"You dog bastard, you're truly a wolf-hearted, dog-lunged ingrate! If not for my brother Su showing mercy, your worthless life would have been gone long ago!"
Wang Zhiwu raised his voice and cursed Panwu Bugui without restraint, leaving the latter red-faced and visibly enraged.
Yet whether it was Panwu Bugui or anyone else, all were deeply bewildered, unable to imagine how Zhi Wuzhong could have lost.
What exactly had happened during that half-hour battle?
Even those old guys of the Wuzhong Sect were completely at a loss.
But no matter what, the final duel had ended.
Su Yi had won seventeen consecutive battles without suffering a single defeat!
And that