Tangyu flew dozens of feet before landing on the ground, covered in blood, his eyes filled with cold despair as he looked at Tangyu.
He lost, he actually lost to Tangyu. This defeat was an unimaginable blow to him. He, Yan Huohuo, who had proclaimed that he would take first place in this Jiuzhou Immortal Sect disciple selection with great ambition, had unexpectedly been defeated by Tangyu today. This was an utter humiliation for him. A prince like him, to lose to a kid with no background.
On the plaza, Elder Yu smiled lightly as he looked at Elder Xiao and Elder Mo, saying, "How about it, Elder Xiao? Didn't you favor Yan Huohuo more? And yet he also lost to this little fellow."
