Heinous Killing Intent

In mid-air, Zhan Wushuang's figure was still standing firmly on the spot, but at this time, his clothes were disheveled. Even his hair was a little messy, and he looked very embarrassed.

To everyone's surprise, Zhan Wushuang did not stay where he was. He actually retreated a distance of nearly a hundred feet!

After being forced to retreat nearly a hundred feet, the result of the bet was obvious.

"Good, good... Good!" The applause sounded, and Zhan Wushuang was clapping continuously, staring at Gu Xi who was not far away with his cold eyes. He gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "You are indeed the man who was able to break out of the tight encirclement in the competition! Your strength is indeed far beyond my expectations."

"The bet... It seems that I lost." 

As soon as these words came out, everyone present gradually came to their senses, and turned their heads to look at Gu Xi. Their expressions lookedl ike they have seen a ghost.