Chapter 902: The Blade Descends, Blue Clothes Soaked

The plateau instantly fell silent.

From the moment Bie Yanghong attacked, everyone, whether it was the South Stream Temple disciples, Gou Hanshi, or Hu Thirty-Two, stopped, no matter how concerned or nervous they were.

Bie Yanghong had issued a challenge to Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, which meant that he had recognized that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong working together could fight a battle with an expert of the Divine Domain.

Since this was a battle of equals, it required respect.

The string had already been severed, and only several inches of it remained on Bie Yanghong's pinkie finger. The little red flower drifted in the air, appearing like a rootless duckweed, somewhat delicate and pitiful.

Logically speaking, with Bie Yanghong's strongest move broken, the crowd should have viewed Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong with more optimism.

But after witnessing Bie Yanghong's punch, who would dare make this judgment?