The moment Jin Qiu plunged downward, Shen Mo scooped Bai Youwei up and retreated to the side of a snail, watching the cave getting splattered with mud once again.
Their verbal confrontation momentarily ceased.
After over a dozen bounces, Jin Qiu fell into the snail's mouth at an incredibly precise angle!
The snail sank under the force, sinking continuously! It stopped just as it sunk to the edge of the snail's mouth—the ball stopped, all noise stopped, leaving only the clear gold ball faintly gleaming at the snail's entrance.
Everyone's gaze focused on Jin Qiu, even their breaths unavoidably slowing.
It seemed unbelievable.
After struggling for so long, enduring for so long, from the first round to the ninth round, they thought it was an unsolvable stalemate, yet now it had been cracked so easily?
It felt unreal.
Tan Xiao rubbed his eyes hard, staring at Jin Qiu stuck in the snail's shell, "…Am I seeing things?"
