On the arena, South Korea's number one expert, Kim Dehuan, was beaten until his miserable screams of "Aah! Aah!" rang out nonstop, yet Master showed no sign of stopping.
This was the price of breaking the rules, refusing to accept defeat, making excuses, and even trying to humiliate me.
With Master here, he could stand up for me.
Zhang Yuchen laughed loudly.
"Ou Doudou, and you dared challenge Senior Song? You were practically delivering yourself to the chopping block!"
Pan Ling crossed her arms.
"You don't even qualify as a delivery."
Mao Jing, who had remained silent the whole time, chimed in as well.
"For South Korea's number one expert to be this capable is already something, but he still falls a little short."
Apart from us.
The people below the arena had long since been dumbfounded.
Every one of them was shocked and terrified...
The members of Lian Port City's Feng Shui community were utterly stunned.
They had never expected Master to be this strong. The Heavenly Rush Realm was a terrifying realm beneath the Three Souls.
In this age of dwindling spiritual energy, anyone who could cultivate to such a realm was truly rare.
After their brief shock, the South Korean side came to their senses as well.
They began shouting one after another.
"Stop it, please!"
"Don't hit him anymore, we surrender!"
"We surrender!"
"..."
Only after they had shouted several times did Master spit on the ground.
"Pah! If you don't follow the rules, you deserve a beating. Let this teach you a lesson."
Kim Dehuan, who had been beaten up, looked at Master with fear in his eyes.
His jaw had been dislocated, and he could not say a single word.
All he could do was let out muffled groans.
Only then did Master turn