Displaying Dominance

"The next match, Hundred-Finger Peak against Flowing Cloud Peak."

As he watched Shi Feiyu, who was already on the stage, Yan Chi's lips trembled slightly, and he suddenly shouted.

More than ten minutes had passed since he announced the start of this match, yet not a single Hundred-Finger Peak disciple dared to step onto the stage. This was unprecedented in the five years of the annual peripheral disciples' competition at Nine Palace Mountain. Shi Feiyu had severely injured Li Ze with a single punch, and this scene was deeply imprinted in the minds of the Hundred-Finger Peak disciples.

Even Li Ze, whom Mo Baili had painstakingly cultivated, had suffered a miserable defeat. Who in the Hundred-Finger Peak team would dare to challenge Shi Feiyu now? Yan Chi understood this well, but that didn't mean they could let everyone just stand there and wait because Shi Feiyu was on the stage.