The members of the Zhou Family all fell silent. Wen Qingye was about their age and came from a small country, yet his strength was immense. The gulf between them was so vast it was almost impossible to believe.
Sweat began to bead on the Steward's forehead. He was frantic. 'This kid is actually this strong? He's completely exceeded my expectations.'
The Fourth Platform.
First match, victory!
Second match, victory!
......
Tenth match, victory!
Wen Qingye fought another three opponents in a row, but without exception, each one was defeated in a single move.
Amidst the crowd's gasps and shouts, Wen Qingye finally reached the Fifth Platform. It was extremely wide, with more than enough room for two combatants.
Wen Qingye stood on the platform, listening to the surrounding crowd's chatter.
"That newcomer is incredible. He made it all the way to the Fifth Platform!"
"What's his name? Where is he from?"
"I think his name is Wen Qingye."
