Arrival of the Bad*ss Son

An Mingchuan's sword fell, and Ye Dong was completely unable to evade.

Splat!

Blood sprayed through the air from a massive wound, and he fell to the ground with tears of indignation flowing from his eyes.

"I hereby announce that the champion of the thirty-sixth North Mist Mountain Cultivation Rookie Tournament is… An Mingchuan!" the main judge announced this result.

Cheers erupted across the entire dao plaza, and the atmosphere was lifted significantly by this announcement.

An Mingchuan possessed a set of top-tier spirit tools, which made even the Spirit Nurturing Stage powerful beings envious. He only had to stand there, and the dazzling light emanating from his spirit tools was enough to blind everyone.

This was the dazzling light of a tycoon!

Ye Dong looked at his own pitiful equipment, and tears of grief flowed from his eyes.

An Mingchuan had won this championship because of his son!