The Magistrate!!!
The entire arena remained frozen after the Magistrate intervened.
Thousands of spectators stood silently while staring at the center stage where Tony's flaming fist had stopped mere inches away from Peter Jaint's chest.
The terrifying heat radiating from the Fire Dragon Heart Punch was enough to make nearby cultivators sweat. Even after the technique had been forcibly interrupted, the lingering pressure remained in the air.
Tony slowly lowered his fist. His eyes landed on the Magistrate. The man stood like an iron mountain.
The moment Tony felt that overwhelming aura, he immediately reached a conclusion.
Strong… Ridiculously strong. If this fellow existed in the modern world, he would definitely be considered a Supreme Rank cultivator.
The difference between them wasn't merely cultivation. It was the difference between a stream and an ocean.
Yet before Tony could speak, another figure stepped forward.
Boom!
