Final Winner

The atmosphere was electric, the entire arena held its breath.

Moments ago, whispers filled the stands. But now, not a single voice dared speak. The sheer intensity of the match had silenced everyone. Eyes were wide, mouths parted in disbelief.

The light faded. The storm dispersed.

When the dust settled, all eyes turned to the center of the arena.

Both figures were lying motionless.

The elder stepped forward, checking, both of them were unconscious.

"The match ends in a tie!"

That final blow, displayed by Xiu Luo carried enough strength to mock Chen Liang and he himself was mocked without any spiritual qi left.

The announcement of the tie echoed through the arena, a heavy silence lingered for just a moment longer and then, a wave of stunned disbelief rippled through the crowd.

All who had mocked Xiu Luo were silent now. Even those who had cheered for Chen Liang sat with stiff faces, jaws clenched, and expressions twisted as if they had swallowed something foul.