The spectators also noticed that Qin Hao was indeed outmatched, falling just a bit short.
Even wielding the Heavenly Divine Artifact, he could not suppress Gu Zhan.
"Relying on external objects is ultimately a minor path; in the end, one's own strength must be formidable," Hua Yuanjin said with a smug look.
Her demeanor was as if she had gained the upper hand.
The people around were somewhat speechless. If it weren't for the fact that they knew better than to provoke Hua Yuanjin, they would have definitely ridiculed her.
Besides, even if Gu Zhan won, it had nothing to do with her.
The battle on the field became even more intense than before.
However, Qin Hao was quite composed; he moved flexibly, advancing and retreating freely.
Gu Zhan's face slightly changed, and he said with a sneer, "You think you can stall for time? How could I possibly let you have your way?"