Xie Tianshu, defeated!
Gu Xiong rested the sword on himself and appeared different from the menacing Wu Chen. He couldn’t seem to be bothered to chase after Xie Tianshu at all, allowing him to fall from the ring, defeated.
“Weak, too weak. If even the sect head is this pathetic, who else is able to put up a fight?”
Gu Xiong was full of primal charisma and an awe inspiring connotation filled his words. This made it so that the peak of the spirit realm experts actually didn’t dare meet his gaze.
“Who else?”
Zuo Lan smiled faintly and started applauding. “Only three matches have passed since the agreement of the nine matches. Don’t say I’m bullying you. Send out whatever you’ve got. Only when you accept your complete and utter loss will you wholeheartedly toil away for my Sky Sect.”
