The audience erupted in an uproar. They had never expected this seemingly evenly matched, back-and-forth battle to end this way, nor had they expected Zhu Wuneng to claim victory with such astonishing strength and his unique martial soul and inheritance.
They rose to their feet, cheering and applauding Zhu Wuneng. Quite a few girls had already begun screaming.
Yu Zhengjun drew a deep breath and said, "I'll pay you back for this someday."
His voice was faint, but filled with resolve and determination. He turned and left, his shadow stretching long behind him.
As Zhu Wuneng watched him leave, a smile curled at his lips. There was not the slightest trace of smugness or arrogance in it. This had merely been one battle in his life.
Liu Ru Yi waved her hands excitedly and squealed with delight, "Oh yeah! Brother Wuneng really pulled off the challenge! I knew he could do it!"
Ji Boxiao looked utterly stunned. "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the world's number one beast martial soul! Unbelievable!"
At that moment, his admiration and envy of Zhu Wuneng's strength reached their peak.
Mu Zilian watched Zhu Wuneng, her thoughts unreadable, and murmured, "The Overlord Dragon Art is one of the finest secret arts in the world. It's what allows the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to stand as the world's number one beast martial soul. Although Yu Zhengjun is still young and hasn't fully mastered it, Wuneng's ability to defeat someone of a higher rank makes him an extraordinary genius."
A smile curled at Xixi's lips. She shook her head. "This is nothing yet. Little Wuneng hasn't even used his trump card. If he'd gone all out, Yu Zhengjun would have been in even worse shape."
Ji Boda nodded, his voice distant as he agreed, "That's right. Brother