บท 678: A Change In Mentality

"Lou Cheng wins the second match!" 

As the voice of the referee entered his ears and the image of Qian Donglong bending reflected into his eyes, Lou Cheng felt as though he was in a dream. 

I won? 

I really won? 

I really won against the Warrior Sage, who's been known worldwide for the last ten years? 

Even though he had fought an intense match previously and suffered grave injuries, he was still the supreme expert besides Dragon King. He was the final, magical boss from his teenage dreams.

His white clothes were gray with dust, and remnants of the destruction could be seen in the burn holes and blood stains. Perspiration was dripping down Qian Donglou's forehead at a speed visible to Lou Cheng's naked eyes. His right arm sagged powerlessly while he could barely lift his left, which still trembled. Purple sparks flickered in his black hair, which was messed up as if it had been chewed on by dogs.