In that instant, the power Zhou Xuan unleashed had clearly surpassed the bounds of the Eighth Layer of Body Forging and firmly entered the Ninth Layer of Body Forging!
The entire arena fell deathly silent.
All the chore servants who had been just moments ago yelling that this was boring now stood as if they'd been hit with a paralyzing spell. They gaped, eyes bulging, as though they'd just witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world.
What had just happened?
Had Zhou Xuan just tossed Senior Brother Tan Lei, a cultivator at the Eighth Layer of Body Forging, out of the ring with a single move?
Had that burst of power been the Ninth Layer of Body Forging?
Had this fucking world gone mad?
Only beneath the shade of a tree, Chief Steward Wang's portly body sprang up from the Grandmaster Chair. Two terrifying beams of light shot from his narrowed eyes, and his face brimmed with barely restrained delight and greed!
Strong!
Even stronger than he'd imagined!
The strength this kid had been hiding had actually reached the Ninth Layer of Body Forging!
What did that mean?
It meant the fortuitous encounter he'd come across was even more terrifying than Wang had estimated!
Even more heaven-defying!
He'd struck it rich!
This time, he was really going to strike it rich!
As long as he got his hands on this secret, forget Golden Core Formation—even the Great Dao of Nascent Soul might no longer be out of reach!
"Good, good, good!"
Chief Steward Wang said "good" three times in a row, his voice growing sharp with excessive excitement.
Pointing at Zhou Xuan in the arena, he announced loudly, "The winner of this match is Zhou Xuan!"
Zhou Xuan paid no mind to the ghostly stares around him. He turned