Chu Feng panted heavily.
However, he could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
He did it.
Although it was a trick, in a real life-and-death battle, who cared if it was a trick or not? All that mattered was the outcome!
Only those who survived had the right to comment!
Opposite him, Golden-Haired No. 10 was still in a daze. He had mixed feelings.
He muttered, "I lost?"
He was not injured at all.
To him, Chu Feng's attacks were no different from scratching an itch.
But who asked him to think that victory was within his grasp? He boasted shamelessly that Chu Feng would win as long as he touched him.
Now, Chu Feng had accomplished it.
Although he had been careless, no one cared.
After living for countless years, he had actually been successfully ambushed by a junior. If he didn't feel ashamed, who would?
Chu Feng saw that No. 10's expression was unsightly and comforted him.