บท 2004: The Hundred Thousand Talented Martial Warriors In My Constellation Society... (5)

Time passed in this tense atmosphere, and the earthy-yellow pillar of light gradually dissipated, revealing the situation within.

Wan Dong stood on the ground, covered in injuries, constantly coughing up blood, looking extremely miserable.

"How is that possible!"

The members of Wan Dong's team were all in disbelief, unable to accept this outcome.

Their leader was defeated.

And it was a rather brutal defeat.

A cosmos-stage martial warrior was able to defeat their leader. Everyone was appalled and fell silent.

Feng Mo stood among the crowd, his mind greatly shaken.

Initially, he had thought that joining the team of senior students and going on a mission was a step ahead of others, which made him somewhat self-satisfied.

However, now it seemed that someone had gone even further.

Moreover, the other side didn't need anyone's help. He could thrive on his own strength.