章節 1498: The Weakest (1)

Liang Yufeng looked at the energy swords that were zooming back and forth and sighed helplessly. He could be shameless and fly 1,000 miles away, but it did not mean he would win. He was the second disciple of the Autumn Dew Mountain; he enjoyed indisputable status and immense support in Great Han. He was also one of the few Venerable Masters in Great Han. Countless pairs of eyes watched him, and each of his actions would be magnified. With his master's order, he had no choice but to return.

The people from the Evil Sky Pavilion and the Autumn Dew Mountain looked at Liang Yufeng as he flew back.

Liang Yufeng landed in the arena and looked at Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong had already withdrawn his energy swords and was very calm, as though nothing had happened.

Liang Yufeng said, "I lost."

Yu Shangrong clearly dominated the fight even if there was no real fight. Everyone could clearly see this.