It was evidently not an even match? Su Chen's faint voice, however, delivered extreme humiliation to Huang Zhi!
Pfft...
Unable to control it any longer, the internal organs felt as if a frenzied fiery tsunami was roasting them, suddenly burning fiercely, almost melting, a mouthful of crimson surged up and was spit out.
His state of mind was utterly shaken.
He was crushed by the piece of trash he considered less than an ant in his eyes.
He wasn't even qualified to be an equal match against Su Chen.
What a humiliation.
From past to present, never had he suffered such disgrace.
As Huang Zhi's state of mind fluctuated wildly, the plane space where the Saint Academy was located had already become eerily tranquil like the Netherworld, as if even heaven and earth were silently reciting for the scene that was shocking to the ends of Jiuyou Hell.
Previously, the swords of Huang Zhi and Su Chen were evenly matched, which was already unacceptable for everyone...
Let alone now?
