Boom ~ ~
The instant He Jun shouted out his surrender, the entire grassland trembled. Energy distorted, and
Xia Ping immediately felt a gentle energy surround him, causing him to be unable to move a single
step.
In just an instant, the grassland disappeared and was restored to its original appearance, revealing
a vast training hall. The original pit also disappeared and turned into a cement floor.
The two separated.
With a bang, He Jun lay quietly on the cement floor, his eyes showing a trace of joy after surviving a
disaster. Lying beside his hand was a piece of black scrap iron, obviously the long saber he
originally carried.
"He Jun admits defeat, Huang automatically wins the match!" At this time, a mechanical voice
sounded around the training hall.
Beep!
The moment the result of the match was announced, Xia Ping also received the transfer of 400