"What's going on? Am I seeing things?"
"What's wrong with the scoreboard?"
"What's with this string of question marks?"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, a landslide and tsunami of discussion instantly drowned the entire hall.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They had witnessed with their own eyes how the two phantoms of the Celestial Human Realm were obliterated in an instant, struck by the backlash of their own attacks.
They had also seen the point total after Lin Ye's name jump frantically, as if it had gone mad, before turning into a series of question marks.
In the main seat, the calm, strategic composure on Zhu Mingyi's face cracked for the first time.
He stared at the screen, somewhat stunned, his brow tightly furrowed.
The attack power of those two Celestial Human Realm phantoms had been precisely calculated, enough to pose a threat to an actual Celestial Human Realm expert in the real world.
