"Shrek! Shrek! Shrek!"
The deafening cheers seemed ready to overturn the entire Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.
Atop the city wall, the Star Luo Empire's empress and its civil and military officials all rose in shock.
As for Xu Jiawei of the Star Luo Empire, after witnessing Chen Ping's performance, he murmured involuntarily, "This young man truly is a prodigy."
One punch landed, and the job was done.
Chen Ping paid no attention to the crowd's cheers and instead walked toward his companions. Seeing that Ning Tian and Wu Feng were closest, he simply stretched out both arms and draped them over the two young women's shoulders.
"Sorry, I ended the match in one punch. All of you bet on the wrong number of punches. Once the house takes the pot, I'm getting half."
Chen Ping first raised his voice to say this, then followed it with Sound Transmission.
"Hold me up, my dear big sisters. I can barely fucking stand. Whatever you do, don't let go. If you let go, the act's over."
Ning Tian and Wu Feng had initially been startled by Chen Ping's bold behavior.
This was the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, with hundreds of thousands watching. Chen Ping's suddenly draping his arms over their shoulders instantly left both women blushing furiously.
But feeling his steps already growing unsteady, and his palms cold and faintly trembling, they instantly realized just how enormous the cost of that punch had been.
"Hmph, who could've known you'd make such a huge scene right from the start? Otherwise, their team could definitely have taken a few more punches."
Wu Feng picked up Chen Ping's conversational lead naturally and walked forward in step with him. It looked as though Chen Ping were nonchalantly embracing two enchanting beauties.
But only Ning Tian