After Zuo Qiu Lun defeated Hua Lantang with overwhelming ferocity, the entire venue fell silent. Hundreds of thousands of Star Luo City spectators were utterly hushed in that instant. After a moment of silence, thunderous uproar erupted from the stands.
Who could have imagined that Hua Lantang would lose? And to an unknown opponent at that.
That was Hua Lantang, the Wolf King! Fourth among the Eight Heavenly Kings, the pride of the Star Luo Continent.
Yet he had lost just like that—so miserably, so easily!
Unlike the ordinary people, who could not make sense of what they had seen, the Soul Masters watching were even more horrified.
Hua Lantang had activated his Soul Power and Battle Armor with all his might, yet he had not even withstood a single move before Zuo Qiu Lun crushed him with devastating force.
"Contestant Number 413 wins this match." The referee quickly came to his senses and announced the result, though his eyes were filled with shock as well. Even he had not expected this outcome.
After Zuo Qiu Lun stepped down from the arena, medical personnel immediately rushed up. Hua Lantang was soon carried away by staff for treatment.
"Mm, I understand." Dai Yueyan nodded, then switched off the soul communicator in his hand. Looking solemnly at Long Yue, he said in a low voice, "The medical team just reported to me. Lantang's injuries are severe, but they have been brought under control. At least his life has been saved."
"How bad is it?" Long Yue asked.
"Four ribs in Lantang's chest were severed outright. The bones in both his arms were broken into several pieces, and the rest of his body has suffered varying degrees of skeletal damage. It seems he was also struck heavily in several places.
"Ye Zhi