Silence.
The entire street fell silent.
Time seemed to stand still. Not a soul made a sound.
"Little One, let's go."
Qin Hao did not spare Fang Xiong another glance. He turned and headed out of Profound Sun City.
Fang Lang still stood rooted to the spot.
And he was not alone. No one on the street had reacted yet.
Only after Qin Hao had gone some distance did someone finally come to his senses. "My heavens! Did I see that right? Qin Hao drove Fang Xiong back with one strike?"
"He didn't just drive him back. He defeated him. Look at Fang Xiong's hand—it's still shaking."
"Hiss! That's terrifying. And Qin Hao clearly didn't use his full strength. If he had gone all out, Fang Xiong would've been in even worse shape."
"Fang Xiong is at the peak of the seventh level of the Saint Martial Realm, the strongest of the Fang Family's younger generation. And Qin Hao defeated him that easily..."
They were stunned.
It was nothing like anyone had expected.
Before this, they had all been certain Fang Xiong would teach Qin Hao a harsh lesson. Instead, the outcome was the exact opposite.
Fang Xiong teaching Qin Hao a lesson? Qin Hao had taught Fang Xiong one. As for the crowd...
They had been slapped hard in the face!
Inside the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Qian Buduo narrowed his eyes, just as shaken as the rest.
He had seen Fang Xiong stop Qin Hao clearly enough. But even he had not expected Qin Hao to defeat Fang Xiong with a single strike.
The two were in entirely different leagues.
"I was right about him. Qin Hao truly is a top-tier genius!" The more outstanding Qin Hao proved to be, the more worthwhile Qian Buduo felt his gift of