Said landed outside the boundary, disbelief still written across his face.
In a one-on-one fight, he had been beaten so easily by a pavilion defender?
On the National Pavilion Team's side, all ten members looked stunned.
None of them had expected Zhou Sining to defeat Said so effortlessly.
Said, who had given every one of them trouble.
And it had taken just one move!
One Fierce Fist had not only killed the White-Cloth Mummy, but forced Said to use his Defensive Magic Equipment.
It was unbelievable!
"Who the hell is this guy? He's incredible!"
"Did you see that? His Fierce Fist was Level Four Nine Flood Dragons too! Hey, Dongfang Lie, wasn't it way stronger than yours?"
Dongfang Lie's face reddened with anger, but he did not dare say anything.
As a Fire Element mage himself, he could clearly sense the power of that Fierce Fist: Nine Flood Dragons. It far surpassed his own.
It was even stronger than the Meteor Fist Mo Fan had used to send him flying...
Mo Fan was the only one who was unhappy. He waved a hand. "Old Zhou, take it easy. Save me a chance to shine."
Honestly, this junior had no sense at all.
If Zhou Sining stole the whole show, how was the great Mo Fan supposed to show off later?
Zhou Sining acknowledged Mo Fan, then turned to Bai Dongwei. "Coach, announce the winner."
"Oh! Right. I declare Zhou Sining the winner!"
Bai Dongwei came to his senses. Forgetting Zhou Sining's unauthorized move, he announced the result with a mixture of shock and delight.
Across the arena, the Egypt Team did not look pleased.
For one thing, Said was a fairly strong member of their team. Losing so easily was downright embarrassing.
For another, they had seen Zhou Sining's Fierce