"Isn't it a bit too early to relax now?" Ao Min's sneering voice rose from behind.
Hu Man's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a chill down his back, an ominous premonition filling his heart.
"You..."
Before he could react, a powerful force directly pushed him off the stage...
Buzz!
"Stage 8, Ao Min wins!"
As Hu Man fell off the stage, the formation on the stage was triggered.
Mo Jun, who was watching from above, immediately announced Ao Min's victory.
"This is unfair, I haven't lost yet! That was a sneaky attack, it shouldn't count!" Hu Man, shamed and angry, roared in fury.
"Big guy, can't take a loss?" Ao Min was smug.
Hu Man gnashed his teeth in anger.
His cultivation was not weaker than Ao Min's.
But to be declared defeated in such a way, how could he accept it?
"I have explained the rules of the stage long ago, falling off the stage is also considered a loss! There's no such thing as a sneaky attack." Mo Jun said coldly, staring at Hu Man.
