"2 minutes and 14 seconds."
" He actually held out that long. This Mr. Hu isn't simple."
Jiang Qiao muttered to himself.
Although Stove Fire was only Tier 1, it had been rated an X-Class talent by the Simulator, after all—a terrifying Supernatural Event that could lead straight to the Half-God realm.
Although Hu Xian's strength was impressive.
The fact that he had been burned alive for over two minutes before dying had indeed exceeded Jiang Qiao's expectations.
He had no idea.
His muttering had caused the others nearby to feel a chill in their hearts.
Especially Feng Liang.
He felt a bone-deep cold.
What did he mean, "not simple" for lasting two minutes and fourteen seconds? This was obviously extremely simple, wasn't it?
He had just been burned to death?
After fighting for so long, with both sides having their victories... Strictly speaking, it had been his old opponent who had suffered more losses, yet he had just been burned alive by this young man.
He hadn't even been able to fight back!
What did that mean?
Didn't that mean all of them could also be burned to death by a single flame?
He glanced at the piles of charred corpses around them.
Fear appeared on his face.
Supernatural confrontations weren't supposed to be like this. In his understanding, they involved both sides using every means at their disposal in an intense battle. The side with more people would have the advantage, while the side with fewer people would need to use special methods to turn the tables.
Before coming here.
He had made plenty of arrangements and preparations specifically to counter Hu Xian's home-ground advantage.
But...
Why did he now feel like a clown?
And a clown who was about to go cold.
*My name is Feng Liang,