"We won! Hahaha, we won! I knew Ah... Brother Long was the best!"
"Heh, that's my nephew!"
"Second Brother, he won!"
"Big Brother, waaah, I'm so excited!"
Beside the Challenge Platform, Xia Zhiqiu and the others cheered wildly.
The Feng Ying Secret Realm Army, meanwhile, exchanged uneasy looks.
Earlier, when Roderick had shown off his full set of Ninth Tier equipment and used it to overpower Long Aotian, they had looked down on him for relying on gear.
But now that Roderick had been defeated so decisively, they couldn't help feeling deflated.
"Young master!"
A figure rushed out of the Secret Realm Army and leaped onto the Challenge Platform. The sight of Roderick's miserable state brought tears streaming down the old man's face.
It was the man who had served as Roderick's protector for decades, now his elderly servant.
The servant hurriedly took out more than a dozen bottles of Healing Medicine and fed them to Roderick. Only then did he look up and glare furiously at Su Ye, who was still in the air.
"Long Aotian, this was a match on the Challenge Platform, yet you deliberately struck my young master with lethal force! This matter won't end here. If anything happens to him, I'll—"
"You'll what?"
Xuanyuan Wuer, who had been laughing moments ago, exploded. He charged onto the Challenge Platform, bristling with anger.
"That worthless young master of yours couldn't even take one strike from my nephew! If I were you, I'd be too ashamed to show my face. And you've got the nerve to make threats? As far as I'm concerned, my nephew showed mercy by not killing that bastard Roderick outright!"
The servant beside Roderick trembled with rage.
"You... you wanted to kill my young master?!"
"Trash like him? So what if he died?"
Xuanyuan