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Listening to the waves of startled cries around him, Cicada Marquis's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

He panted heavily. Suffering the backlash of the Sword Pupil's power, his eyes had already closed, and two streams of blood ran from the corners of his eyes. Against his pale face, they looked all the more vivid and glaring.

Looking back at Chu Yun's group, their spiritual light had also been greatly depleted, and their gazes were dim. Only Erlang Heavenly Lord and Chu Yun had suffered little loss and remained full of vigor.

Everyone had originally been too busy fending for themselves under the King-level spiritual pressure. Yet with such a contrast, anyone with eyes could see the outcome.

"Who would have thought that even the Sword Pupil would lose."

"This is unbelievable. Those young people are all so young—how many years of spiritual energy feedback could they have received? How did they win?"

"Cicada Marquis has utterly lost face this time. He originally wanted to teach those youngsters a lesson, but instead got taught a lesson by them. Heh heh heh..."

"Ah, the land forever brings forth new talents; each generation replaces the old."

For a time, murmurs of emotion, sighs, and shock rose one after another, buzzing into a single mass.

"Damn it. If I'd known, I should have acted just now." Marquis Wuchang beat his breast in regret. That had been a perfect opportunity. Aside from the four Kings, he had been the only one with strength left to make a move. But who could have imagined that Cicada Marquis would be the one to lose?

The reason he had not wanted to act was that he feared Cicada Marquis's reproach. After all, if he had stepped in too, it would have ruined Cicada Marquis's bearing and left people with