Silence fell throughout the young and old of the Yu Clan. In the blink of an eye, half of the men who participated in the duel were killed by Wu Qi, and the proportions were perfectly balanced. He had killed fifty or so from each of the forty-seven parties. Judging by his cruel approach, his fearsome cultivation base, and how the ninety-nine Oracles of An Le County had formed into a formation, it seemed the championship of the duel was already a thing in Yu He's bag.
Yu He laughed contentedly from the stands. With more than half of their men killed or severely wounded, which brothers of his could have more men remaining in the arena when the duel came to an end? Of the sixteen provinces, he was determined to choose one with the greatest population and the richest products. Supported with the resources of an entire province, he was confident in breaking through the bottleneck of Moon Oracle in the coming decades.
