The disciples of the Zhengyang Sect gently shook their heads, unable to believe the scene unfolding before their eyes.
Among all the duels they've witnessed over the years, especially among opponents of this era, the number of people who could make Hua Yun look this disheveled can be counted on one hand.
As for someone like Chu Yi, he was completely beneath Hua Yun's notice.
Yet the truth is so unbelievable.
The expressions of Wu Changqing and Cheng Kun were as gloomy as the sky before a storm.
Chu Yi's repeated surprise moves left them stunned, unable to trust their own eyes.
Old Man Zhuge watched Chu Yi, nodding slightly.
He had been completely uninterested in the match earlier, focused entirely on studying the Bagua Plate.
But now, his eyes were glued to Chu Yi on the Battle Platform.
"Bi You, what do you think?"
Previously, Bi You thought Chu Yi's entry into the finals was largely due to luck.
