After a brief dead silence, discussion erupted like a volcano. The roaring clamor instantly swallowed the entire Seven Stars Platform.
"Won? Senior Brother Chen won!"
"Gang Strength Mid-stage, defeating a Perfection cultivator across realms! This... I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"The fusion of three intents, and that incomparably formidable body-tempering cultivation art... Senior Brother Chen had hidden himself so deeply!"
Most of the disciples' eyes were fixed on the figure atop the platform, filled with shock.
Among the Xuwang Mountain disciples, Qiao Hongyun rubbed his eyes furiously and growled at the equally dumbfounded Shen Xiuyong beside him, "Old Shen! Did you see that?! Chen Qing... he's actually become this strong! Even Han Xiong lost beneath his spear!"
His voice trembled slightly with excitement.
Shen Xiuyong let out a long breath. "I saw it..."
He looked at Chen Qing on the platform, his eyes full of emotion.
Nie Shanshan stood a little farther away, her jade hand lightly covering her vermilion lips as strange light flickered repeatedly in her beautiful eyes.
She had known Chen Qing was extraordinary, but she had never expected that in such a short time, he would grow powerful enough to crush a veteran True Disciple Candidate.
"Junior Brother Chen..."
She murmured softly, both happy for him and unable to stop a thread of urgency from rising within her.
If she did not improve her cultivation quickly, she feared even chasing his departing shadow would become difficult.
Where the Shen sisters stood, the atmosphere had turned somewhat stiff.
"H-How is this possible?!"
The composure on Shen Xinrou's face had long vanished, replaced by disbelief.
Han Xiong had actually lost!
She could almost foresee the stir this would cause if news reached the family.
Han Xiong, whom the Shen Family had supported with every resource at its disposal,