"Dad... it was Xun who won."
Wei Hongyao clutched Wei Baizhu's arm, his face alight with joy, as if the gloom from just moments before had been swept away completely.
"Good job, Liu Yi."
Wei Baizhu looked at his group with lingering fear.
If Xun Liuyi had lost and died in battle, according to the rules, they would have had to send nine more fighters.
Counting Shi Yu and Lu Yang, the entirety of Shanyao Hall was almost accounted for.
Those nine stepping onto the stage would have certainly met their deaths, and thus, the grudge would have been settled.
That is the ultimate implication of a Blood Challenge!
But now, it was as if the situation had taken a dramatic turn, from darkness to light, and Wei Baizhu clutched at his chest, feeling like he was nearly having a heart attack.
"How could Luo Kongtuo possibly have been defeated and killed?"
While Shanyao Hall was brimming with joy, the people of San Shan Sect were completely dumbfounded.
