"Fantastic, Ai Chirou won."
In the Martial Arts Arena, Su Qingyu and other Heavenly Prides of Central State cheered in unison, filled with excitement.
"The brat is as domineering as ever."
Li Yuxin said with a sense of emotion.
Not long ago, they had been spanked by this brat in the Jiuzhou Secret Realm. Although they did not get hit as hard as Long Shaotian and others, the memory was still fresh in their minds.
Now, as spectators watching the brat beat up others, their feelings were completely different.
"This brat must have already broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm."
Mu Yebai said, somewhat shocked.
"Martial Emperor?"
The others also realized, if one could easily defeat the combined forces of eight pseudo-emperors, what else could they be but a Martial Emperor?
Thinking of a Martial Emperor under five years old just gave them the shivers.
"We won!"
