บท 690: Qualified

"And just like that… he managed to clear the entire wave…" The commentator said as the puppet shot and killed the final of the four corpses clearing the stage and leaving Du Shen looking at a great scene of devastation.

Soon, on the tower of the Cryptic Sun, a surge of energy gathered as he materialized back in his seat, clicking his tongue.

The commentator, Eccentric Long, nor Xiao Du could speak or reprimand the Cryptic Sun, but the other suns were well in their right, and in their ability to do so.

"Old fool, why did you pull something like that? Do you want to be called most unfair?" the Wisest Sun said as he addressed the Cryptic Sun.

"Humph, I thought you at least could see through it, regardless," the Cryptic Sun said as he waved his hand and a small portal appeared in the center of the Arena.

From the portal, a person came out.

It was Du Shen.