Silence.
The entire Dongting Lake was as silent as death.
The clash of two Grandmasters was terrifying enough. It wouldn't be surprising if they fought for three days and three nights, or at the very least, hundreds of rounds before a victor could be decided. But no one had expected that before Wen Lie and Lin Wudi could determine a winner, East Madness would arrive.
Everyone had assumed Lin Wudi was bound to lose.
But who could have predicted it?
Lin Wudi had actually won.
Furthermore, he left the two Grandmasters with one dead and one grievously wounded. Fighting alone against two Grandmasters, Lin Wudi had emerged victorious, and he had done so cleanly and decisively.
The entire exchange took less than five minutes.
Dongfeng Po Tian was sent plunging into the depths of the lake with a single kick.
Wen Lie was killed outright by another.
Everyone's gaze fell once more upon the figure on the lake's surface, and they could feel their very hearts trembling.
