The light and airy three words, like a thunderclap, cleaved into the minds of everyone at the arena, snapping them awake from the horror of Chu Lingxian gouging out his own eye.
Immediately, the noise in the arena swelled like thunder!
"How is that possible!"
"Heaven, why did Mistress Tian Yi concede defeat?"
"This makes no sense! Clearly, neither side had the strength to continue fighting, at most it should be a draw!"
"Even if it were a draw, this is just too, too exaggerated…"
…
At that moment, Old Dad was trembling all over!
He never imagined that Xie Tian could actually win this absolutely pinnacle battle!
"My goodness, this is the top talent of the three thousand realms, in terms of talent, a hundred times stronger than Tian Xin, in terms of killing, on par with you, you little brat, who the hell are you to be a grandchild…"
Meanwhile, under the straw hut, the four supremes had already lost their customary composure, their expressions becoming unprecedentedly solemn.
