"Pfft-"
At those words, Wang Shan tasted sweetness in his throat. He could no longer suppress the blood surging up in his chest and violently spat it out.
Everyone below the Challenge Platform froze at the sight of that spray of blood, their movements abruptly stopping.
Their eyes widened as they stared fixedly at the figure holding talismans aloft at the edge of the Challenge Platform, unable to believe the outcome.
"Th-this... Senior Brother Wang... voluntarily conceded?"
They rubbed their eyes and looked again. It really was their Senior Brother Wang, not Chun Xiaobai, whom they had imagined being knocked off the Challenge Platform.
"Huh? Where's Senior Brother Wang?" Only after the drifting Fireball Talismans dissolved into wisps of smoke did Chun Xiaobai look around in bewilderment.
Seeing no one on the Challenge Platform, he walked to its edge and peered down, asking in confusion.
"Huh? Senior Brother Wang, why are you standing down there?"
"Oh!" Something suddenly occurred to Chun Xiaobai, and he slapped his thigh.
"I remember now! Jumping off the Challenge Platform yourself counts as conceding!"
"Aw, I was just messing around. How did I accidentally win again?"
His grin practically stretched to the back of his head, revealing gleaming white teeth that flashed dazzlingly in the sunlight.
To those disciples, his smug, petty look was like a red-hot branding iron pressed viciously against their hearts.
Their faces flushed crimson, veins bulged, and their clenched fists creaked. They wanted nothing more than to charge up and pound that insufferably smug face to a pulp.
Standing there, Elder Fu could not stop his aged face from twitching hard at the sight of Chun Xiaobai's eminently punchable expression.
Finally, someone could no longer bear it. He stepped forward and called out.
"Elder Fu, this shouldn't count! He didn't put