One punch. It really had taken only one punch!
Lian Qingyi, Yue Muhong, Yan Gu, and the others couldn't help swallowing. They'd known Fang Mo had grown stronger, but they still couldn't accept that he'd become this strong.
This was an Ancient Beast in the late Transcendent Realm, with battle prowess no weaker than that of one at the peak of the Transcendent Realm—and powerful innate abilities to boot.
Yet the truth was right before their eyes. With just one punch, the Ancient Beast had fallen.
"The gap keeps growing. Soon, I won't even be able to see his back!" Lian Qingyi's expression was complicated. She crushed the last of her lingering hopes, then looked at the graceful Yue Muhong beside her.
Actually, Senior Brother Yue wasn't bad either!
At that moment, Yue Muhong looked at her too. Their eyes met, and Yue Muhong seemed to see something in Lian Qingyi's eyes that touched the soft yet firm place in his heart. His heart couldn't help but beat with newfound vigor.
He returned her gaze with a tender look. Their eyes met, and they seemed to melt into each other.
"First place really lives up to his reputation. He's strong enough, all right. But I like that. Only someone like him is worthy of me, Yuan Jing'er!"
Watching Fang Mo's figure, Yuan Jing'er wasn't afraid in the least. Instead, she was more excited than ever, like a wolf that had spotted its prey, licking her lips again and again.
"Are you going to leave anyone alive? Fine, I give up, all right?"
Yan Gu watched the scene, helplessness filling his heart. He admitted he had no desire to compete anymore. Wasn't that enough?
Fang Mo wasn't leaving them a single chance. Did his strength really have no bottleneck at all?