Silence.
Deathly silence.
In front of the gates of the Royal Martial Arts Academy, despite the presence of over ten thousand people, there was now absolute quiet.
Gulp!
Someone swallowed instinctively, which set off a wave of gulping as one formidable figure after another swallowed repeatedly. This sound seemed to break the spell that had frozen time, gradually restoring the ability to move among the crowds.
Every single person looked at Xiao Yi with a mix of shock, awe, and a hint of disbelief, "Dead, dead? The tenth ranked Earth-Level student, ranked twenty-fifth on the Flying Tiger List, the genius Zhuge Shuangdao is actually dead?"
"I, I must be dreaming…"
