"Hiss... O-one move?"
"Not one move, just a single glance?!"
"A True Disciple from a Major Sect couldn't even withstand a glance from Zhong Ming. How can he be this terrifyingly strong?"
"Are you sure he's at the Qi Cultivation Stage, and not some powerhouse who's already established their Dao Foundation?"
There was no earth-shattering battle, no life-or-death struggle as expected. With just a single, condescending, indifferent glance from above, the victor was decided.
This unbelievable scene left the cultivators by the lakeside silent for a long moment before they erupted in gasps of astonishment.
However, the impact on the cultivators by the lake was nowhere near as bone-deep as it was for the True Disciples in the center of the lake.
Zhong Ming's previous feat of vanquishing all his foes with a single glance had already led the ordinary cultivators on the shore to overestimate his strength.
