Shi Hao's foot slowly lifted.
He didn't even glance at Lin Boyue, who was lying like a heap of mud at the bottom of the pit.
It's as if the opponent was just some insignificant trash.
He turned around and walked with steady steps, leaving the huge pit he had blasted open, heading towards the exit of the arena.
His silhouette, framed by the swirling dust and twisted shimmering force field.
Appeared particularly towering.
Carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.
The referee finally announced, "Winner! Shi Hao!"
In that instant.
A thunderous applause erupted.
The audience loves arrogance, but only if you have the capital to be arrogant.
Not when you spout brash words only to end up beaten like a dog.
That doesn't count as arrogance.
That's just being a clown.
Much like Lin Boyue at this moment.
...
Shi Hao pushed open the heavy door of the contestants' lounge.
Inside, an immediate pin-drop silence ensued.
