Shen Changchuan had defeated Xuan Tianxing, a renowned figure within the Immortal Sect, with such ease.
The result caused an uproar all around.
"He actually lost!"
Someone stared toward the arena, dumbfounded.
They had seen it coming when Shen Changchuan unleashed a single strike that Xuan Tianxing could barely withstand even at full strength.
But when the result truly appeared before their eyes,
they still found it impossible to believe!
"H-how is that possible?! Xuan Tianxing is that man's cousin. Being so close to him, he's had the first chance to receive guidance from a prodigy on an even higher level. And his own strength is nothing to scoff at. How could he lose so easily?"
"Exactly. Xuan Tianxing isn't Liu Qingchen. With all he's seen and all the opponents he's fought, there's no way he'd let an opponent catch him off guard."
The moment Xuan Tianxing fell, the arena square went dead silent.
Then, with a roar, countless discussions erupted on every side.
Countless gazes converged on Shen Changchuan.
Most held a jumble of shock, disbelief, surprise, and fear.
That reaction was hardly strange.
Before this,
even though Shen Changchuan had won eight matches in a row, defeating every opponent in the arena with a single move,
the spectators still had not thought much of his chances.
For one thing, there was his background.
As he burst onto the scene of the tournament like a dark horse, word of Shen Changchuan's past had spread rapidly through the crowd.
Many thus knew that, while growing up, he had scarcely ventured beyond Tiannan Region and Southern Yue.
Granted, he had achieved feats impressive enough to leave people stunned.
Not long ago, for example,
he had slain Zhou Lingfeng, a Spirit Wandering Realm cultivator from Central Province, in Tiannan City.
However,
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