Yang Chen walked straight up to Elder Shan.
Even now, Elder Shan was still so astonished by Yang Chen's ultimate victory that his eyes nearly popped out.
Thinking of Yang Chen's Dao Law Divine Body, Elder Shan had originally wanted to put on the dignity of a senior. But he quickly remembered something and instead smiled kindly. "Young Friend Yang Chen, according to the points wagered in advance, the thirty thousand are yours."
Yang Chen nodded and thanked him. "Many thanks, Elder Shan."
Elder Shan hurriedly exchanged courtesies with him.
Now, the wind had shifted for everyone. They had originally all spoken in Zhao Yuanhong's favor, but now there was not one who was not singing Yang Chen's praises.
After all, the facts lay right before their eyes.
Fortunately, Zhao Yuanhong had fainted. If he knew that the points he had painstakingly emptied his family fortune to put up had simply fallen into someone else's pocket, then even if he had not fainted already, he would likely have been angered into unconsciousness on the spot.
This was precisely what they called trying to steal a chicken, only to lose the rice used to lure it.
Zhao Yuanhong had tried to use thirty thousand points to win Yang Chen's points, never expecting Yang Chen's strength to be far beyond his own. With a single display of the Dao Law Divine Body, whether in terms of Yang Chen's future prospects or current strength, he utterly surpassed Zhao Yuanhong.
Yang Chen left the place, but news of his battle today quickly spread.
Throughout the Seven Swords Pavilion, and even the entire Holy Region, Yang Chen's name began to circulate.
Defeating Zhao Yuanhong was one reason, but if he had merely defeated Zhao Yuanhong, Yang Chen's fame would not have spread so widely. After