The entire audience was in a silent uproar, unable to believe that the stout monk was defeated so effortlessly.
As his Golden Body was considered one of the top in both the Womb Realm and Vajra Realm of the Esoteric Sect.
Even the monk, whose body had shrunk drastically, wore a bewildered expression.
He did not expect to be defeated so quickly and so miserably.
While everyone was in a daze, Xue An continued to step toward the high platform.
At that moment, the stout monk suddenly rose and stood in front of Xue An.
Xue An raised an eyebrow slightly, "What? Still want to fight?"
The stout monk immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, "No no no, of course that's not what I meant!"
He chuckled sheepishly and put his palms together, "Mr. Xue, my name is Vajra Hand, the fellow who stopped you earlier is called Void Treasury, he is my senior brother!"
The previously dignified monk also put his palms together in salute toward Xue An.
Void Treasury, Vajra Hand...
