"What's going on? Xi An actually lost too?!"
At the sight of this, everyone present was utterly shocked, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
"Impossible! Xi An is a top expert proficient in the Heart Spirit Sword, unmatched in combat power. Even mighty figures at the early Lightning Tribulation Realm could be destroyed if they faced him carelessly. And now he actually lost—and lost this miserably?!"
Someone could not believe what they were seeing. Xi An was one of Green Jade City's foremost experts and had mastered the supreme divine ability of the Heart Spirit Sword. He was a monstrous genius—how could he possibly be defeated so easily?
Yet Xi An had indeed lost. He was completely unconscious, and no one even knew how he had been defeated.
"Could that country bumpkin have used some sort of trick?" someone gritted out, suspecting that Xia Ping had employed some scheme. Otherwise, how could he have defeated Xi An so effortlessly?
"This is the Duel Arena. What trick could he possibly use? No one can conceal anything from the power laid down by the Saints."
Someone beside him shook his head. In the Primordial Sacred Land, any attempt at trickery would be strangled before it was even born.
"Damn it, just what kind of three-headed, six-armed monster is this Xia Ping? Why is he so powerful?"
Quite a few people were deeply unwilling to accept this. Three consecutive defeats had utterly disgraced them.
If even a top expert like Xi An was no match for this brat, then there truly were not many among the rest who could defeat Xia Ping.
"As expected of Brother Xia. He's truly too powerful."
"Before this, I was still unconvinced. I thought Brother Xia might be all fame and no substance, unable to live