The twenty moves were already over, but seeing Yan Su's expression, it seemed he had no intention of stopping.
The female disciple from the Heavenly Martial Sect immediately spoke: "The twenty moves are up, are you planning to renege?"
Yan Su rubbed the rusty ring on his left index finger, but his movements slightly paused.
"Brother Yan, let it go."
Spoke a female disciple from Frost Hall.
After all, the opponent was a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect, and according to the agreement, Yan Su indeed lost. It would likely be unfavorable if he reneged.
Yan Su gradually calmed down and said: "Fine, we will split the Human Soul Fruit equally."
On the black tree, there were a total of four Human Soul Fruits, two each for Frost Hall and the Heavenly Martial Sect.
"I want one Human Soul Fruit,"
Pan Peng suddenly spoke forcefully.
With only two Human Soul Fruits, distribution was difficult, but he had lost a leg and suffered greatly, so he must secure a Human Soul Fruit.
