"This...!" Grandmaster Xiqin gaped, unable to believe what he just saw.
How could his inscription have ended up losing to a junior's?
That simply did not make any sense!
In his head, he had already prepared the words that he would say when he was conferred as the victor of the Inscription Meet.
Who knew that things would turn out like this all of a sudden?
He was not the only one flabbergasted by the current situation either.
Across the entire arena, the majority present had their breaths taken from them, shocked by the events that had just transpired.
Even the host Xuan Ziying stared wide-eyed at the victorious Xuan Ming, momentarily unable to find the right words to speak.
The situation earlier had looked so optimistic for Grandmaster Xiqin. The gigantic fiery devil seemed so much grander than the plain white sword, and the pressure coming from it was enormous as well.
Yet...