The entire mountain and its surroundings were deathly silent when Zhou Yuan’s calm voice echoed in the area. There was a somewhat sluggish expression on the faces of every disciple as they stared at the bloody body of Feng Yu, whom had been embedded in the side of a cliff. The only thing in their heads was a soft buzzing noise, clearly unable to return to their senses for a time...

Feng Yu… had been unable to take even a single punch from Zhou Yuan, and ended up being instantly defeated?!

Numerous disciples opened and closed their mouths, but were unable to speak even a single word...

No one had expected such a scene to appear.

They had previously believed Zhou Yuan’s brain had already been scrambled by fear, hence why he no longer dared to challenge Wei Youxuan, but instead chose a weaker opponent in hopes of surviving a little longer, and earn back a tiny...