Overtime

Chen Ming's defeat might have been an accident, but now?

No one could find any reason to argue anymore. They stared blankly at Chen Feng; this victory had come much too quickly.

The crowd fell into silence.

At this moment, Chen Feng had already stepped down from the competition stage.

Not only the onlookers, but even the Inner Court Elders in the spectator stands had somewhat unsightly expressions. They had come here upon the orders of the Inner Sect Grand Elder, intervening in the competition secretly to ensure that Chen Feng couldn't advance. They had already tried to match Chen Feng with strong Outer Courtyard martial artists, but the result was still like this.

"Cursed!"

"These are all useless! They can't even withstand a single blow!"

An Inner Court Elder gritted his teeth. He had thought that, aside from the top ten in the Outer Courtyard, the other disciples were still worth considering. However, looking at it now, these people were simply useless!