The arena was still buzzing with disbelief, the echoes of Bai Xueqing's overwhelming victory hanging heavy in the air.
Zhao Chen's broken pride lay as a stark reminder—of just who Bai Xueqing was, especially to the other competitors.
This was the wall they had to climb if they wished to win the competition.
Zhao Wutian couldn't help but seethe with anger.
First Bai Zihan, who had humiliated their Zhao Clan time and again, and now this Bai Xueqing.
It felt as though from the very start of the competition, nothing had gone their way—each step only adding to their disgrace.
Now, with Zhao Chen's defeat, none of the Zhao Clan remained in the tournament.
Which meant one of the empire's Top Three Clans couldn't even place a single genius in the Top Ten of the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking.
Something that hadn't happened in a very, very long time.
But the tournament did not pause.
