"I surrender!"
When the vibrations had nearly shaken every bone in his body apart, Wang Chen finally could not hold on any longer and shouted.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan immediately stopped attacking. This was a public competition, after all; it was better not to kill anyone.
"Wang Chen actually surrendered after just a little while. Who is this young man, to possess such talent?"
Everyone began speculating about Xiao Yan's identity.
Yet no one could identify Xiao Yan from these clues alone. Over the past few years, he had rarely appeared in public, spending most of his time cultivating in seclusion.
"Let's continue!"
Xiao Yan curled a finger at the disciples of the Myriad Sword Pavilion and the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, signaling for them to come at him together.
With so many people watching, however, neither could bring himself to attack alongside the other. They charged at Xiao Yan one at a time instead.
The outcome was easy to imagine. Neither had even reached Dou Zong; they were merely at Peak Dou Emperor. How could they possibly be a match for Xiao Yan?
Before long, both were defeated, leaving only Xiao Yan and the young man from the Starfall Pavilion in the arena.
According to the rules, the young man from the Starfall Pavilion would still take second place even if he surrendered now. He therefore accepted the situation gracefully and conceded outright.
"The tournament is over! The only person still standing in the arena is this tournament's champion!"
Thunder Venerable had no choice but to rise and make the announcement.
"May I ask your name, young friend? Where do you come from?" Thunder Venerable asked, looking down at Xiao Yan from above.
"Xiao Yan, from the Northwest Continent!"
Xiao Yan delivered his answer calmly.
"Xiao Yan?"
Hearing Xiao