The crowd below the stage was shocked at the scene unfolding before them.
"How is this possible!"
After all, these elite fighters from the Five Mountains were the pinnacle of martial arts in China, yet they were defeated in a single move.
The hearts of the Chinese martial artists sank to the depths of despair, their faces pale as they stared at Fuma Ichiro. His strength was terrifying beyond belief!
Among the five, Zhang Yu was the least injured. Although he had taken a wound to his shoulder, thanks to the Formation, he managed to sustain only minor injuries and still retained his combat power.
As for the other four, they were grievously injured but were barely holding their ground, refusing to fall.
"Damn it, what kind of sinister Cultivation Technique is this guy using? You can't even see him making his moves!"
Zhang Yu gazed intently at Fuma Ichiro, his expression heavy.
