Chu Yuan's face was swollen and he looked like a drowned mouse. He had never expected that he, a dignified immortal cultivator, would be defeated by a young ancient martial art practitioner. Moreover, he had not expected to lose so heavily.
"Lord Beast King, the result of the match has been decided. You don't need to get your hands dirty. I will deliver him to you personally."
Mo Wen casually waved his hand and Chu Yuan immediately flew towards the Wyvern Beast King. A force restrained Chu Yuan, making him unable to defend himself.
"You, little human, are interesting. You are an ancient martial art practitioner but have been able to defeat an immortal cultivator."
The Wyvern Beast King gave Mo Wen a slightly impressed look. This human was so young, yet his ability was already so astonishing. If he continued improving smoothly, what would become of him?
