"Qingyun Sect's Su Han... From today onward, his name will shake the world!"
In the Qingyun Sect disciples' area, after a brief stunned silence, earthshaking cheers erupted! Ye Qingxue wept with joy, while Elder Lin and the others let out long breaths of relief, smiles of gratification appearing on their faces.
The Xuantian Sect disciples, however, fell into complete silence. Many had disbelief written all over their faces. Zhao Jinglei had always been an invincible figure among his generation in their hearts, yet he had now been defeated by someone with lower cultivation who was also injured?
But no one questioned Zhao Jinglei's decision. Everyone had witnessed the strangeness and power of that sword strike. If they were honest with themselves, none of them would likely have been able to receive that sword.
The presiding elder flew onto the stage, gave Su Han a deep look, and loudly announced, "In this battle, Su Han of Qingyun Sect is victorious!"
As his words fell, the tension in Su Han's mind abruptly loosened. His vision went dark, and he nearly collapsed. He hurriedly planted his sword against the ground and steadied himself.
Zhao Jinglei stepped forward, took a Jade Bottle from his robes, and tossed it to Su Han. "This is our Xuantian Sect's Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Pill. Its medicinal power is refined through heavenly thunder, making it especially effective at stabilizing one's foundation and expelling foreign energies. The Demonic Seed within you has yet to be removed. This pill may be of some help."
Su Han caught the Jade Bottle, hesitated slightly, then cupped his fists. "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."
"No need." Zhao Jinglei waved a hand and said frankly, "I lost today's battle. But I will not lose to you forever. Once your injuries heal and my realm