On the other side.
The two figures from earlier had just finished watching the conclusion between Randy and Li Weisheng's virtual combat.
'Impossible! How could Weisheng lose to that youngster! What tricks did he use to stop his movement, that was clearly a foul play.' The white robe man was clearly agitated unlike his usual attitude of being calm, as he silently thought this.
"Heh… now that your disciple had lost to that brat, you have to fulfill your promise. Admit it, you will have to admit it that cultivators are inferior to martial artists in front of everyone in your sect."
The golden robe man said after observing his agitated reaction despite him trying his best to maintain his calm.
"Bullshit!"
