Equal in strength?
Is this what they call equal in strength?
Zhou Heng's first reaction upon hearing the reward notification was not joy, but confusion.
Defeating Li Tonghe had been far too easy; where was the sense of an evenly matched struggle? It was a total mismatch, at best unremarkable.
He should have been rewarded with three copper fortune bags instead!
How did it turn into a single silver fortune bag?
"Hmph!" Li Tonghe snorted coldly, glared fiercely at Zhou Heng, then picked up the severed piece of his Black Smoke Sword, and walked down from the platform.
Before long, his large figure passed through the crowd and left the area.
Zhou Heng watched Li Tonghe's retreating figure with suspicion in his heart, secretly wondering, "Could he have been hiding his true strength just now? But it didn't look like that at all. Could there be another reason?"
By now, the crowd beneath the platform was dumbstruck, mouths agape, unable to utter a word.