Within the black barrier, the women stared at the scene with shocked expressions. They too had never expected even the terrifying Tian Yue to lose to Hao Dao. Hao Dao's strength was truly far more frightening than anyone could have imagined.
Everything had unfolded exactly as Zhao Fu had said—Hao Dao would certainly defeat Tian Yue.
Mie Liu felt somewhat shaken. She had lost to Tian Yue, which meant Tian Yue was stronger than her; Tian Yue had lost to Hao Dao, which meant Hao Dao was far stronger than she was.
Mie Liu had originally been the strongest person in the Divine Domain, standing high above all others—who could contend with her? Yet in this Tournament of Gods, she had suffered blow after blow, leaving her deeply unsettled.
Zhao Fu smiled as he looked at Mie Liu in his arms and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mie Liu shook her head. "Nothing. I just feel a little upset."
With a brief thought, Zhao Fu understood why. Smiling, he said, "Is it because two people stronger than you have appeared?"
Mie Liu shot Zhao Fu a glare. "If you were the lofty number one, and two people suddenly appeared who were stronger than you, would you feel good about it?"
Zhao Fu said with a laugh, "Right now, no one in the God Realm is my match, because I am the towering peak none of you can cross."
Mie Liu gave a soft snort. "I don't believe a word from a despicable bastard like you."
Zhao Fu laughed, lowered his head, and began teasing Mie Liu again. After a while, Mie Liu's face was flushed as she panted in Zhao Fu's arms, no longer looking upset.
Shen Qianhua, beside them and in Zhao Fu's arms, asked, "Husband! How were you so certain