Hundred Wastes City suddenly erupted into an uproar. Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Young Master Shen... lost?" someone asked, mouth hanging open in disbelief.
"Elder Bai, my brother..." Shen Yurou's expression changed drastically as well. She stared blankly at Elder Bai, too stunned to speak.
"No, he has not lost yet. Young Master has yet to reveal his true strength!" Elder Bai said grimly, shaking his head.
The crowd's expressions changed again at those words. They clicked their tongues in shock, chills running down their spines. They had fought to such an extent, yet he still had not revealed his true strength?
Sure enough, only a few breaths later, a golden figure suddenly shot out from the Prodigy Battlefield in midair and leaped high into the sky. His gaze swept down as he fixed his eyes on Chen Fan.
It was Young Master Shen. Blood flowed from his chest as well; his own golden ape arm had exploded and torn through the flesh of his chest, yet it had done him no real harm.
"You have truly enraged me!" he said coldly, staring at Chen Fan. His voice was like that of an Asura devil, making the Foundation Establishment cultivators in Hundred Wastes City shudder.
He then turned his Storage Ring and took out a crimson pill, swiftly tossing it into his mouth.
A vast aura erupted once more. The torn flesh on his chest slowly wriggled and began to fuse back together.
"A Condensing Origin Pill worth over a thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones, consumed just like that?" The spectators were startled.
Chen Fan could not help frowning as well. The medicinal effects of such a pill were comparable to Pure Wood Essence—both were peerless medicines capable of instantly restoring injuries, incomparably precious. This battle had returned to square one.