Then one of them stepped forward and answered respectfully.
"Elder… it was the same for us."
"We were also defeated by a single North District candidate."
"He was simply too strong."
"None of us could withstand even one move from him."
"In the end… we had no choice but to surrender and withdraw."
Wan Sibo's breath caught.
"Again?"
His voice lowered, almost to a whisper.
"More than forty of you… defeated by one person?"
His mind struggled to process it.
Even if one person was exceptionally strong, fighting more than forty opponents should exhaust them.
There should be openings.
There should be resistance.
And yet...
They lost.
Completely.
At this moment, one of the candidates from the earlier group of twenty suddenly spoke up.
"Elder… I don't know if it's the same person, but the one we encountered…"
"He didn't have any aura of a warrior."
"He looked completely ordinary."
