BOOM! A mere few meters from the ground, the terrifying palm force had already blasted a giant handprint into the earth.
Wang Choutian, caught within the palm's shadow, felt his heart clench painfully.
"HAAH!" He gathered all his strength, enveloping himself in a tight cocoon of energy.
BOOM! The palm finally descended! The terrifying force shattered the ground, sending crushed stone flying in all directions.
The dark clouds dissipated without a trace, leaving behind a sky filled with dust and smoke.
A gentle breeze blew. Chen Zheng stood silently.
In the depths of the bottomless crater, Wang Choutian's face was ashen. The corners of his mouth trickled with the last vestiges of his life's blood, and his eyes were wide with shock and disbelief.
I actually lost? Lost to an opponent at the peak Grandmaster realm?
