"Drip, drip..."
The seemingly real yet illusory Divine Dragon pierced through Shi Yiran's body, instantly vanishing into thin air.
It was as if the moment just now was merely an illusion, not reality.
But Shi Yiran's body trembled; his right arm vanished, leaving a massive blood hole through his chest, with blood constantly flowing and dripping to the ground. This scene clearly told everyone that the moment just now was not a figment of their imagination.
Shi Yiran was indeed defeated by Mu Jinyu in the duel, and he lost miserably.
If not for the Combat Platform's rules forbidding fatalities, Shi Yiran might have died at Mu Jinyu's hands.
"Senior, how can he be this strong?"
Chen Yinlong stood in the corner, initially worried that Mu Jinyu might lose to Shi Yiran.
But now, seeing Mu Jinyu defeat Shi Yiran, he couldn't help but gape wide enough to fit several eggs inside.
"Impossible..."
