After Yin Sulian's turn was over, it was Yun Chujiu's turn. She walked unsteadily to the designated area and casually waved her hand as she shot a small purple needle at the middle-grade Spirit Stone.
The display still showed zero. Yin Sulian pursed her lips and said, "I told you, there was a problem with that Spirit Stone just now. How can a piece of trash from the Huang class surpass me?!"
The people below the competition stage also discussed what they saw animatedly. It seemed that there was a problem with the Spirit Stone just now. How could the power of a needle be more powerful than a treasured sword? That simply did not make sense.
Feng Ming and the other's hearts immediately jumped to their throats. Their originally ecstatic mood instantly fell to the bottom. Could it be that it was just an accident just now?
At this moment, someone pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "Look!"
