Chương 150: Draw

Time passed quickly, and a loud gong soon disturbed the silence in the plain.

"It's over." Someone shouted.

"Only the thirteenth platform is still undecided." Another shouted.

A palpable excitement filled the air, and all eyes fell on the thirteenth platform.

From simple observation, the orthodox had nine platforms, while the Death Flower Ascension Front had eight.

If the orthodox won the fight on the thirteenth platform, they would win the war, but the competition would end in a draw if the Death Flower Ascension Front won.

'It's no use.' Yu Nianzhen thought and sighed.

He stood up and cast his eyes at the thirteenth platform, but he wasn't optimistic.

Although it looked like the two competitors were equal, he could see that the Death Flower Ascension Front member was a little superior.

Their reaction speed was a tad faster, and their attacks were more creative.