"We won! We're about to win!"
Seeing Xia Ping in this state, a Core Student shouted excitedly.
"Just as I thought, that kid was no match for Lian Zhengshun."
"If we'd known, we wouldn't have needed to threaten him. Now we've just landed ourselves in a mess."
"Whatever happens, we're about to win the bet. That Infinite Dragon Sun Pill will be ours."
Huo Gang and the others felt a little regretful. They thought they'd been too cautious. They'd known victory was assured, yet they'd still gone out of their way to do extra things—and ended up making a complete mess of it.
If they'd simply stayed put like the ordinary spectators, they could have reaped the benefits without worrying about any extra risks. But it was too late for that now.
"Rainstorm Fist!"
Lian Zhengshun roared. His attacks came one after another like a rainstorm, giving Xia Ping no chance to catch his breath. He meant to overwhelm him with a relentless barrage.
Countless raindrops converged in midair, gathering into enormous fists. Like the fists of giants, they carried enough terrifying force to shake mountains.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Under Lian Zhengshun's control, the water fists charged like countless giants. In a single second, they unleashed hundreds upon hundreds of blows, filling the air with fist marks.
The fists struck Xia Ping squarely, each impact erupting with a thunderous roar.
The ground shook and split with cracks as clouds of dust billowed up.
"Phew, it's finally over."
After finishing his attack, Lian Zhengshun drew a deep breath. Sweat beaded across his forehead. That move had taken a heavy toll on him, consuming a tremendous amount of true essence.
Still, it had been worth it to defeat Xia Ping quickly and avoid any more complications.
Soon, the smoke cleared.
Xia Ping