"Ling... Ling Zhiyuan, eleven thousand three hundred catties!" The referee announced the result, feeling a bit awkward.
On the viewing platform, a group of Ling Family ancient martial artists who favored Ling Zhiyuan were also embarrassingly speechless at this moment.
Just now, Ling Zhiyuan's momentum seemed unstoppable, soaring to the heavens, but unexpectedly, he failed to shatter the stone.
It truly confirmed the popular internet proverb in Huaxia: A flurry of moves as fierce as a tiger, only dealing two hundred and fifty damage!
Ling Zhiyuan felt extremely awkward, yet he still cast a smug glance at Ye Huan, as if to say, "I can crack this giant stone, can you?"
In his view, Ye Huan absolutely did not have the capability.
However, Ye Huan once again slapped him in the face!
"Boom——"
Ye Huan raised his fist, and the twelve-thousand-catty stone, originally with only a few cracks, instantly turned to dust and disappeared!
