"What, the Saint Heir was sent flying by a punch? How is that possible!"
"Impossible, this must be fake. I refuse to believe the Saint Heir could be inferior to Su Han."
"Good heavens, I can't believe my eyes! This Su Han is too fierce, knocking down the Tian Luo Saint with a single punch."
Outside Holy Meteor Mountain, the crowd was in an uproar; no one could believe what they had just witnessed. The 100,000 spectators were not ordinary Martial Artists. They were powerful and possessed various means, allowing them to see the battle atop Holy Meteor Mountain even from a great distance.
