"Won?"
In the viewing room, Fang Xian, who had been lounging in his seat, shot to his feet, his face full of shock.
Beside him, the other twenty-odd people were much the same, every one of them staring wide-eyed in disbelief.
Although everyone present hated that dog Zhou Tian enough to grind their teeth—
Hate was hate, but no one had thought Zhou Tian would lose.
With equal cultivation, the gap created by a magic treasure was simply too vast. Especially Zhou Tian's treasure, which could devour flames—clashing against it with fire arts made victory impossible.
The reason they had cursed Fang Xian as worse than a dog was because it was obvious he was taking revenge on the kid defending the ring.
Anyone who knew Zhou Tian knew that once that dog made a move, his target never got away unscathed.
That was what they had all thought.
Yet the outcome had been the complete opposite. Zhou Tian, who possessed a magic treasure, had not only lost, but even dropped his treasure.
Now this was going to be entertaining.
There were plenty of people in the sect who disliked Zhou Tian, yet he had always remained perfectly safe. That was not without reason.
His father was a Golden Core elder, and a Yang Spirit cultivator at that—the third realm of Golden Core.
Then there was his mother, also a Golden Core elder. Though she was only at the Yin Spirit realm, she had already reached Yin Spirit Great Perfection and could break through at any moment.
Finally, his older brother was likewise at the Golden Core realm, with extraordinarily high talent. Back when he was at Foundation Establishment, he had held first place for a full thirty years.
The Zhou family of the Azure Luan Sect could undoubtedly be