The air currents roared through the arena like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.
Within the enveloping barrier, it was entirely an area of air currents.
Of course, no matter how strong these currents were, they still could not shake the barrier set by the ten judges.
"Deacon Xiao Yi."
"Young Master Xiao Yi."
Lih Fengxing and the others exclaimed in shock.
Inside the barrier, everything turned to dust, which they all saw with their own eyes.
Xiao Yi, submerged in the currents, was also visible to them.
Lvu Qingran shook his head, "It seems the outcome has been decided."
"I thought my early arrival might save a life."
"What a pity."
"I never expected that in three years, Wang Xinghe's strength had reached such a level."
"That Deacon Xiao Yi's defeat is not unjust, he was simply overconfident and provoked Wang Xinghe's ferocity, leaving him no chance to concede early."
Upon hearing these words, everyone's faces turned extremely grim.
