Hehehe.
On the battle platform, Duanmu Xiong's mouth kept coughing up fresh blood. He wanted to admit defeat to Ye Chen, but it was as if his throat was forcibly choked, making it impossible for him to speak.
His body trembled violently, and his eyes, wide open with fear, were filled with utter despair.
This was an extremely stark contrast to his previously high-spirited demeanor, like falling from paradise into hell.
"Defeated, Duanmu Xiong actually got defeated by Ye Chen. How is this possible?"
"No, I must be dreaming." The new students watching were stiff, as if struck by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Just a moment ago, everyone thought Ye Chen would die under Duanmu Xiong's Bloodline Secret Technique.
But in the next moment, Duanmu Xiong's Silver Sword Dragon Dharma Aspect was pierced through the eye by Ye Chen, suffering severe injuries instantly.
This was truly beyond everyone's expectations.
