Another elder also widened his eyes, his voice trembling.
The Great Elder's hand froze in midair as he stroked his beard. Only after a long while did he slowly let out a breath.
"This young man... is unfathomable."
The Second Elder's face had turned utterly ghastly. He opened his mouth, yet not a single word came out.
The Burning Flame Valley disciples were even more dumbstruck, staring at Liu Bai as though they were looking at a monster.
"He... he really is only a Four-Star Dou Zong?"
"No way, right? A Four-Star Dou Zong sent an Eight-Star Dou Zong flying with one punch?"
"Am I seeing things...?"
Burning Flame Ancestor
Whispers rose and fell around them, but no one dared to mock him again.
Tang Huo'er stared blankly at the figure in green standing in the arena, her beautiful eyes shimmering with wonder. Suddenly, she felt her heart beating even faster.
"Big Brother Liu Bai... is amazing..."
Tang Zhen's eyes were filled with shock.
He had known that Liu Bai was no ordinary person, but he had never expected him to be this powerful.
Even he would have to take that punch seriously.
"Elder Wu, thank you for yielding."
Liu Bai withdrew his fist, his expression calm.
"Ten exchanges have passed."
Wu Chen leaned against a stone pillar, gasping heavily, his face flushed as red as pig liver.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to find that he could not force out a single word.
Ten exchanges.
He had lost.
He had lost completely and utterly.
And before so many Burning Flame Valley disciples, he had lost without the slightest ability to fight back.
He, the dignified Third Elder of Burning Flame Valley, an Eight-Star Dou Zong, had actually been defeated by a Four-Star Dou Zong with