Perhaps the disciples’ cheers were too loud, rousing the unconscious Zhu Wanchen.

Regaining consciousness, Zhu Wanchen heard repeatedly the words ‘heaven blessing our Barbarian God Sect!’ For a while, Zhu Wanchen couldn’t understand what the words meant, but his gaze gradually sharpened on Huang Xiaolong’s figure on the battle stage. He jumped to his feet, thundering in rage, “Huang Xiaolong, you bastard, I’ll kill you!”

In his opinion, Huang Xiaolong made a sneak attack while he was just a bit careless, thus being caught off guard. He, a genius with a top rank ten godhead, was actually sent flying out of the battle stage by a wastrel with a mere top rank eight godhead. The shame and humiliation he felt were too much!

Zhu Wanchen’s roar cut through the loud voices. The cheering...