Wang Feng thought about it carefully. This was not impossible.
From the qualifiers until now, Ye Fan's performance had been unfathomable.
Every time everyone thought that he was going all out, he would often reveal even greater strength.
It was not the first or second time he had broken all the expectations of others. Almost every match was like this. Perhaps it was the same now.
Wang Feng threw out his unnecessary thoughts. In any case, he had already lost.
The competition was over. What happened next had nothing to do with him. It was useless to think about anything else.
He took one last deep look at Ye Fan before turning to leave the arena. It was only at this moment that the audience erupted with the sound of a tsunami.
The first match of the quarterfinals ended just like that, with an outcome that no one had expected.
Wang Feng, the popular candidate for the championship, had actually lost to a first-year student.
