The Curtain Falls

Thinking back on everything he had experienced throughout this grand competition, Thinking of all the effort he had poured in to cultivate a method capable of dealing with Lin Wushuang, And when that technique, one he had spent such enormous blood and sweat on, truly played a decisive role, When he really defeated Lin Wushuang and seized first place, In this instant, A feeling of complete, fulfilled exhilaration rose in Shen Changchuan's heart!

That sense of ease was filled with joy, so much so that it even gave him a feeling of emptiness.

As if his life had been made complete, And there was nothing left lacking.

"I... lost?!"

Not far away, At some unknown point, Lin Wushuang had already propped up his swaying body and stood.

Green light descended from the sky, enveloping him within it.

Abundant vitality made the wounds on his body heal rapidly.

But at this moment, Lin Wushuang paid not the slightest attention to the recovery of his injuries.

He merely stood there in a daze, His pale face showing no flustered anger, but rather confusion and incomprehension.

He slowly raised both hands. They were stained with blood.

That was his blood!

The dark-red stains were somewhat glaring, telling him one fact in plain, unmistakable terms:

He had lost!

This was an outcome Lin Wushuang had never imagined!

Before the grand competition began, He had thought about how many moves it would take to end the battle, He had thought about what different methods Shen Changchuan might display, and how many points there might be that would interest him, But he had never once thought

That he would actually be defeated!

On Lin Wushuang's face was bewilderment, disbelief, and utter helplessness.

"This time, Shen's victory contained much luck. Senior Brother Lin need not blame himself