章節 1552: The World Isn't Just Black or White! (1)

"Wang Teng… won?!"

The people in the audience had eyes the size of saucers as they stared at the figure floating above the arena. They were left in awe.

Then, their gazes shifted from Wang Teng's face to the thing he was holding.

A startled exclamation rang out. "It's Valmont!"

The fellow was drenched in blood. The scales on his skin had cracked and he looked miserable. It was evident that he had been pummeled to death.

The thick Primordial Formed arm was dangling weakly, like a limb without any bones.

As for Wang Teng, he remained calm and composed, as if having just gone out for a stroll, not a battle.

Everyone was finally able to confirm that the young hero had defeated the dark apparition.

It wasn't an illusion!

It was true!

The haughty and unbridled apparition was being carried by Wang Teng like a dead dog.

No words could describe how everyone was feeling.