"There's nothing that's impossible. Well, it's not as though you could possibly block a punch that's the size of a sandbag."
Lin Fan walked up ahead with a carefree expression on his face. It was as though the duel earlier on was nothing but a warm up for him.
"Has he already lost?"
All of the disciples who were busy running off realized that it hadn't been long since they had started running. But, when they turned their heads around, all of them could only watch with their jaws agape as their eyeballs nearly popped out.
Lei Kuanglong lost?
Bloody hell! This was some big sh*t now!
The Holy Master came to a stop, and so did the other people from the other Halls. All of them stood up in the void and looked at that absolutely unbelievable figure right there with a dumbfounded expression.
Lei Ming won? He took down Lei Kuanglong?! This was not a dream…right?
