Six hours had passed since the tea competition began.
It was now late at night.
At this moment, the gazes of numerous Martial Artists were fixed on one person. The tea competition had ended, and the winner had been decided.
"I can't believe Gu Feng was hiding his strength so well."
"That last move must have been his trump card. With his current strength, he could easily rank in the top fifteen. And that trump card… it could probably threaten even those in the top ten."
"But it's obviously not easy for him to use that move."
In everyone's line of sight, Gu Feng's face was pale, and his breathing was extremely heavy.
Just a moment ago, one of his attacks had stunned the entire audience. His opponent, someone ranked in the top fifteen of the younger generation, had been severely injured by it.
The power of that attack left everyone with a lingering fear.
Even Lan Nongyu had put down her teapot for the first time to watch Gu Feng, a strange light flashing in her eyes.
