One minute and twenty-two seconds. That was all it took to speedrun Zhou Mu, the strongest Body Cultivator in the First Academic Stage!
Chen Zhuo's assessment of the fight was...
His clothes were slightly dirty.
More importantly, all his ad contracts had been fulfilled. From now on, he no longer had to worry about breach-of-contract penalties.
"Next time, I need to choose my contracts more carefully."
After stepping off the platform, Chen Zhuo sat down and considered it carefully.
He couldn't take garbage ads like those again. They were too damaging to his image.
But there was no helping it. When starting out, he had to take a few side jobs.
Chen Zhuo shook his head, sat cross-legged, and quietly meditated to restore the spiritual energy he had just expended. At the same time, he used his Divine Sense to observe the other three arenas.
The reason Chen Zhuo had dealt with Zhou Mu so quickly was to save time to watch the other three matches, analyze his opponents' strength, and know both himself and his enemies.
But shortly after Chen Zhuo finished, Sangluo Continent, Ruan Qiutang, and Wei Junqian had already defeated their opponents.
The spectator stands erupted in an uproar!
"Whoa, Senior Zhou Mu lost that fast?!"
"I knew Zhou Mu would lose, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly! Looks like Chen Zhuo's Immortal Dao Potential is nothing to scoff at!"
"Good thing I didn't bet on Zhou Mu, or I'd have lost a fortune! But seriously, did anyone actually bet on him?"
"..."
The stands buzzed with discussion, while Wang Heng slumped into his seat.
It's over!
Everything's over!
I'm not even eighteen yet. Can I get a refund as a minor?
Wang Heng badly wanted to request a refund as a minor, but