"Next one!" Fang Jueyu's voice echoed throughout the venue, seemingly showcasing his limitless confidence and strength.
"How is this possible? He eliminated his opponent with just one punch?"
"How could this happen? Wasn't that genius from the Shamate a hot favorite to win this Eight Nations Tournament? How did he get defeated so quickly?"
"Is it really that easy for the contestant called Happy Sheep to win?"
"It's not that he's winning too easily, it's that there is a huge difference in strength. From start to finish, he's just playing around with his opponent!"
In just a few minutes, Fang Jueyu had almost not even displayed his true power when he knocked his opponent off the stage. This had everyone watching from the Barbarian God Kingdom roused with excitement. This was a genius from their kingdom, their pride!
"Hahaha! See, I told you, your so-called geniuses can't even take a single punch from our Happy Sheep contestant!" Osar's hearty laughter echoed from the throne.
