"Red Shirt admits defeat in this battle!"
Red Shirt's sudden admission of defeat left both sides briefly stunned before an uproar erupted!
"Admit defeat? How can he admit defeat?" one of Gongshu Zi's disciples shouted angrily.
"Isn't Red Shirt an Ancestral Immortal? He lost without even fighting? Was he scared witless?"
"How could this happen? He admitted defeat? Why did Master find such a useless fool!"
...The plaza instantly rang with countless voices of disbelief, fury, ridicule, and mockery! One after another, they accused Red Shirt of being a coward.
This was no game. This was a contest between Gongshu Zi and Nie Fanchen. To admit defeat voluntarily? How could he do that?
The Tian Family Disciples watched coldly from the sidelines! Gongshu Zi's disciples and relatives were all furious.
Gongshu Zi himself merely looked on calmly, as though he had already known this would happen.
The three other Ancestral Immortals invited from outside said nothing. Yet now that they heard Gongshu Zi's descendants sneering at Red Shirt, the words were aimed at Red Shirt, but they still found them extremely grating.
Opposite them, Zhao Ming, the contender in the fifth battle, was also bewildered by Red Shirt's sudden admission of defeat. The powerful fighting spirit that had just risen within him seemed to leak away in an instant.
His opponent was the long-famous Ancestral Immortal Red Shirt. Zhao Ming knew his own weight and did not think he could surpass Red Shirt. But Red Shirt had actually admitted defeat?
Nie Fanchen's subordinates, especially the military officers, naturally erupted in cheers. They had won the fifth battle without fighting!
Zhong Shan sat in a chair to the side, lightly tapping his finger, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Zhong Shan, that person actually admitted defeat on