Chapter 29 - The Second Round (1/2)
The people from the Situ Family were shocked and their eyes look liked giant saucers about to popped out of their sockets. Their mouths opened widely enough for an egg to fit inside.
They wanted to explain that Situ Shenlong was just careless, but their throats lost the strength to speak.
They saw everything that happened on the stage. The man who defeated Situ Shenlong was not weak at all. His strength gave them chills and it was even stronger than the ones they felt from their patriarch.
'This guy is a monster!' They thought fearfully in their minds.
”Di... Did he... he just teleport?” Delfino asked in extreme surprise as he pointed towards Santharus who was standing calmly on the stage while looking at the people who doubted him earlier. His gaze was full of condescension as he glanced at the people below the stage.
Old man Sekoujo wanted to speak, but no words came out of his mouth and he just opened and closed them from time to time.
Nangon Lanjiang stood up from his seat in surprise and the chair he sat on dropped to the ground, but no one even noticed it as their focus was on the man calmly standing on the stage with a disdainful smile hanging on his face.
Anton and the other fighters felt a strong feeling of powerlessness when they realized that the gap between them and the man was insurmountable. They sighed and bitterly shook their heads in dejection.
Sima Fenglun smiled weakly and he produced and helpless sigh.
Santharus went down the stage calmly and walked towards Cale. He then saluted Cale while bowing his head slightly.
Cale patted Santharus' shoulders with a bright smile plastered on his handsome face. ”Good job Santharus!”
Delfino and the others also congratulated him with forced smiles on their faces.
'This guy is like a Grim Reaper who can leisurely appear and take the lives of any humans.' The fear made their hairs stand on end.
”For the thirteenth match! Can I have...” Sima Yantong loud voice helped the crowd alleviate their messy thoughts and feelings.
The match continued like usual, but there was no one punch victory like Santharus' fight.
The thirteenth and the fourteenth match were among fighters with same strength levels.
And both fights made them go back to their usual calm and noble selves.
”For the fifteenth match! Can I have Sima Fenglun on the stage please!” Hearing Sima Fenglun's name made the crowd erupt into a loud cheering.
”Sima Fenglun!”
”Sima Fenglun!”
”Sima Fenglun!”
The crowd chanted his name in idolization.
Even after seeing the strength of Santharus, some people's admiration for Sima Fenglun did not diminish even a tiny bit.
Sima Fenglun waved his hand while smiling brightly towards the audience.
”Can I also have the fighter from the Rabmonovich Electronic Corporation to come onto the stage please!”
A white man with short blonde hair went up the stage. He may look calm on the surface, but the strong martial artists could see his slightly trembling hands.