The crowd stared in unison, blinking several times, and the atmosphere suddenly turned eerie.
In such a dead silence.
Luqiu Mingduan stared emotionlessly at Yuan Xingguang.
"Yuan Xingguang, junior, she seems to have surpassed you. 672—just one point difference."
Yuan Xingguang had naturally seen it too. Back then… at that moment.
Later, Zhao Jin recalled the scene numerous times and described it to the sect members repeatedly, often saying, "That idiotic Yuan? It was like he had eaten shit."
And all those bizarre glances, whispered mockeries, were like buckets of shit being dumped onto his head one after another.
At that instant, Yuan Xingguang nearly descended into madness, entered a state of demonic deviation!
He was furious enough to explode!
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Jiaojiao: "Yuyu, that little fool is almost losing his mind. His energy is fluctuating so drastically—honestly, it's so tragic, utterly tragic."
