"Ready."
Tang Ming stretched his muscles, while the young man silently began his cultivation, preparing to start the assassination.
"The match begins."
Once confirming both parties were ready, Qin Fang immediately announced the start of the match.
"Fall."
As soon as Qin Fang finished speaking, Tang Ming pointed at the young man and uttered a word.
"Thud!"
Upon speaking, the young man flipped his eyes white and began convulsing on the ground.
"The match is over."
Qin Fang hurriedly shouted, "Time used... one second."
For a moment, the entire arena was silent; whether it was Fu Renjie or Long Ao and others, they were all dumbfounded.
What's going on here?
Merely shouting and pointing at the opponent, how did that Ming Group expert fall?
"I, I told you, with Tang Xin here, this match is definitely not a problem."
Lin Canghai, realizing what happened, immediately shouted with excitement.
"This is too unbelievable, isn't it?"
