Up in the stands, a whole bunch of people were ranting like crazy, all of them complaining on behalf of Sword Junlin.
But in their hearts, every last one of them was full of envy, jealousy, and hate toward Ye Huan.
Why is it that we're all trash, all with mediocre Ancient Martial Arts talent, yet this waste Ye Huan gets the Dark Night Dragon Sword in front of everyone and slaps the whole arena in the face?
What the hell is that about?
Inside, they were so unbalanced it was ridiculous.
The guy they'd always looked down on not only smacked them in the face with a clean win in the end—
He even showed off in front of the whole crowd. What kind of twisted joke is that?
Everyone watched Ye Huan leaving the stage, heading back toward the Ling Family's rest area, staring at his back and the Dark Night Dragon Sword in his hand, and their gazes couldn't help growing more and more jealous!
"Ye Huan, not bad at all."
