Chen Wudao had died, and with that, the formidable aura of Xiang Mantang was finally exhausted!
"Phew..."
He stood still, his chest heaving powerfully, and finally, his legs gave way, and he slowly lay down on the ground, greedily gasping for air.
After all, Chen Wudao was a seasoned grandmaster, and Xiang Mantang's strength compared to him was only marginally different.
But the opponent was too old, lacking that ruthless vigor of a young bull unafraid of a tiger. Perceiving a likely outcome where both would be hurt and perish together, he harbored thoughts of retreat.
This retreat allowed Xiang Mantang to alter his doomed path!
Otherwise, had he also carried a resolve to die against Xiang Mantang, the final victor would still be uncertain, not to mention allowing Xiang Mantang to successfully pin him down within three minutes!
