Chapter 971: There’s Something Fishy Behind
Gu Fan took a deep breath, and under the horrified stares of the onlookers, he threw caution to the wind and strode forward with a ferocious momentum, throwing his punches and exerting all his strength.
At this moment, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong was unable to stand up, his movements hindered, and could only block passively, unable to fight back. His heart was filled with extreme fury—after all, he was a First-rate Expert. To be defeated by Gu Fan was an utter humiliation.
"No, I won’t accept this, roll aside!" Iron Arm Fist roared and managed to stand up with great effort, his aura escalating as if poised for a desperate counterattack.
Just as everyone was about to cheer for Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, they saw his legs go weak, and he knelt on one knee.
"Don’t, brother, please stay strong." Most of the crowd was extremely anxious; they saw Gu Fan’s punch land on Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong’s face, sending him flying out of the arena.
The moment Gu Fan was announced the winner, most of the spectators felt a chill from head to foot, realizing the extent of their losses.
Gu Fan didn’t pay attention to what everyone was thinking. He clenched his fist, raised it high to signal his victory, then smiled contentedly before collapsing, as he too was at the end of his tether.
Mo Yun rushed up to check on Gu Fan’s injuries and, finding them not severe, finally exhaled in relief.
With the end of this round of the Martial Arts Competition, the spectators dispersed, many of whom had suffered great losses, leaving with expressions of dejection, remorse, and even the urge to punch someone.