So, you concede. The question was posed in the tone of a statement by Mu Chen. Liu Feiyuan gave a bitter laugh. His arm went slack, and the Red Broken Sword slowly fell from the air, landing at an angle in the churned-up earth.
"Do I concede? Yes, I concede. Wholeheartedly and without reservation..."
Taking a deep breath, Liu Feiyuan actually smiled, and it was a genuine smile. His Mental Realm suddenly cleared. 'In the past, maybe it was because of my Sword Intent. I had never known defeat, so I became arrogant and conceited. That must be why my Sword Intent has been unable to advance. The prodigy of the Cangyue Empire? Heh, what a joke I must be in front of this guy. *He's* the real monster.'
"The winner! The Xuanling Empire!"
After a moment of silence, Elder Bai finally took a deep breath and announced the result that had defied everyone's expectations.
"The match is over?"
