Only the people from the Hunter Association remained on the field.
At that moment, a black figure flew down from the Great Snow Mountain.
Clad in black armor and holding a black treasured sword, Kenping Yuelai stood before Uchiha Madara.
"How did it feel flying around like that?" Uchiha Madara asked Kenping Yuelai with a smile.
"That was pretty powerful. I thought I could block it myself," Kenping Yuelai said.
"You were just trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "But it's fine now. They've all left. No more dead weight."
"Don't they want their gold coins anymore? Is there really something more important than money in these people's eyes?" Kenping Yuelai asked.
"Perhaps there truly is nothing more important than money to them, but the gap in strength before them was simply too great. It made them lose all hope of getting their money," Uchiha Madara said.
"If it were a choice between life and money, they would definitely choose money. But right now, they can neither get their gold coins nor keep their lives," Uchiha Madara said to Kenping Yuelai with a smile.
Seeing Kenping Yuelai's speechless expression, Uchiha Madara asked, "How did that feel just now?"
"I didn't feel much. I just felt like I flew pretty fast," Kenping Yuelai said blankly.
Kenping Yuelai had no idea why Uchiha Madara was asking him that. Was he taking pleasure in his misfortune?
"Were you injured?" Uchiha Madara asked as he looked at Kenping Yuelai.
"Although it was very powerful, I still managed to block it," Kenping Yuelai said.
"I think it was still lacking something," Kenping Yuelai said with a smile.
"Then that means it was only strong in raw force. Its energy was powerful, but not concentrated," Uchiha Madara