Shi Quan felt a little panicked by how easily Ah Chun agreed to the bet. But now that the terms were set he could no longer back out. Shi Quan tapped his foot and flew down to the stage. When he landed he looked at all the core disciples who were pinned to the ground by Ah Chun's spirit pressure and couldn't keep his face from sinking. These were all the elites in the sect yet it only took one little freak to take them all down with no more effort than flipping her palm. This was the true meaning of the strong will always trample the weak underfoot! Shi Quan Took a deep breath as he asked: "Can you let these disciples go so we have a clear stage to battle on?"
"Oh! Yeah, I forgot about them." Ah Chun released her spirit pressure allowing the hundred fifty some odd disciples up off the ground. None of them were actually hurt they were just pressed to the ground. They all quickly left the stage not daring to look at Ah Chun for fear they will once again suffer.
