Azure Flame Sect disciples could spar and take part in Wagering Duels without injuring each other.
The Mysterious Tower Spirit would determine the winner.
This surprised Qin Hao. The Mysterious Tower Spirit could influence not only the Mysterious Tower Space, but the real world as well.
After thinking it over, though, Qin Hao understood. The Mysterious Tower Spirit's core still lay in the Azure Flame Sect Disciple Tokens, and both he and Zong Yuanjiu had produced theirs.
That was how the Mysterious Tower Spirit could affect the outside world.
So when Qin Hao's sword strike had been about to hit Zong Yuanjiu, the Mysterious Tower Spirit had already controlled its force and stripped the blow of its power.
Neither of them would actually be hurt.
As the Mysterious Tower Spirit's voice faded, an eerie silence fell over the crowd.
Fan Mingyu and the other newly promoted Inner Disciples from the Azure Flame Grand Tournament still wore pained expressions, as though they couldn't bear to watch Qin Hao throw away his chance.
The others looked much the same.
But soon, every expression froze, overtaken by shock and disbelief.
They were stunned!
Everyone was stunned.
None of them had expected Qin Hao to defeat Zong Yuanjiu with a single sword strike.
The Mysterious Tower Spirit's rulings were exact. If it had declared Qin Hao the winner, there could be no mistake.
"What happened... Heavens, how did Qin Hao beat Zong Yuanjiu with one strike?"
"That doesn't make sense. The force behind that strike was impressive, sure, but its power... It felt ordinary to me. Zong Yuanjiu should have been able to block it without using his full strength."
"Zong Yuanjiu didn't try to block it. He tried to dodge, but somehow he couldn't?"
"My heavens, what exactly happened? How did Zong Yuanjiu