The cultivator facing Yun Mo plunged off the platform in a parabolic arc.
Except for Song Yan Ning and a few others, everyone present wore a look of disbelief. Had this battle occurred among disciples of other sects, they wouldn't have been so surprised. But this was Liuyun Sect, a declining sect even inferior to minor families.
Liu Yunshan snapped back to his senses and burst into hearty laughter, "Our Liuyun Sect has won!" He really hadn't expected that someone he randomly pulled off the street would be so formidable.
"It's just one victory, what's there to be so excited about? If you have the ability, win every match," said Zhang Zhongyuan disdainfully. He was still surprised that a disciple of Liuyun Sect could win.
"That may not be impossible; perhaps we really will win every match," Liu Yunshan laughed. He suddenly felt confident.
"Then I wish Sect Master Liu gets what he wishes for," Zhang Zhongyuan replied with a cold sneer.
