Lin Zhiwei sent Lin Bai flying with one punch, drawing cheers from the entire arena.
"Lin Zhiwei is so strong!"
"The power behind that punch probably wasn't weaker than an ordinary strike from the Great Purity Dao Fruit Realm, was it?"
"That was too fierce."
"If this continues, Lin Zhiwei might have what it takes to break into the top ten of the Evil Moon Dao God Rankings this year."
"..."
"That boy from the Eternal Devil Sect seems to have no power to fight back against Lin Zhiwei at all."
"Looks like the Star Ranking putting him at one hundred was just meant to embarrass him."
"After all, he's only a seventh-grade Dao God. How could he compare with Lin Zhiwei?"
"..."
The spectators erupted in discussion.
At the Eternal Devil Sect's seats, Liu Fuyun and Jiang Xuansu's hearts had risen to their throats.
Seeing Lin Bai punched away, all the Eternal Devil Sect disciples went pale. Some had even closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the cruel scene that was about to follow.
At the Wind and Snow Villa's seats.
Elder Zhou shook his head. "After all, he's only a seventh-grade Dao God. Asking him to face Lin Zhiwei is still asking too much of him."
Leng Xingguang didn't agree. He merely smiled and said nothing more.
"You don't seem worried about Qing Luo at all?"
Elder Zhou was deeply puzzled and looked at Leng Xingguang.
Leng Xingguang said, "I've seen him fight, and I know his strength. I can only say... if Lin Zhiwei wants to beat him, it won't be possible unless he brings out his trump card."
Elder Zhou's brows furrowed at this. "You mean... Qing Luo still hasn't exerted himself?"
"Just watch carefully, Elder..." Leng Xingguang kept him in suspense before continuing, "Even