Luo Hao lay on the ground, his face pale. That single finger strike had left him severely injured, with most of the bones in his body shattered.
His face was a mask of horror and disbelief. "H-How could you be this strong?"
The scene from moments ago replayed in his mind.
Luo Hao couldn't help but shudder. In his entire life, this was the first time he had ever felt so close to death.
His eyes, filled with terror and shock, fixed upon the robed young man.
The surrounding crowd erupted in gasps of astonishment. "Luo Hao was actually defeated?"
"That's impossible, isn't it? Luo Hao is at the True Martial Realm Eighth Stage! He's a top-tier genius who almost made it onto the Spirit List. How could he have been defeated?"
"That young man... Could he be one of the experts on the Spirit List?"
Each cry of shock made Luo Hao's face grow even paler.
'The Spirit List?'
