"Did Jiang Fan actually win?"
"And he won with just one move!"
"That's absurd!"
The disciples were shocked.
The elders and several peak masters present couldn't keep calm either.
Gong Caiyi was stunned: "No, are you sure he has no Spirit Root?"
"How is his strength so formidable?"
Liu Qingxian felt a sense of pride.
Back when they were bathing in the Spirit Pond, Jiang Fan had even pushed her back with this move.
The likes of Zheng Jiu could hardly be a match for Jiang Fan.
Liu Wuchen's eyes showed surprise: "He actually won?"
He had thought that Jiang Fan would surely lose.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief: "At least, we finally won a match, and it was even against a Direct Disciple from Mad Blade Peak."
"Even if we lose later, it's not a disgrace anymore."
Kong Wushuang's eyes held a trace of a smile: "I knew it, this guy isn't simple."
"The Palm Technique he just used seems to have some renown."
Unlike most people who focused on Zheng Jiu.