Chapter 60: Future Sword Dao Grandmaster

Five shimmering silver butterflies landed on the five Strong Cyan Tigers, one for each beast. In an instant, the butterflies vanished, and the Strong Cyan Tigers collapsed to the ground, dead.

After confirming that the 100 Soul Points were in his account, Li Heng lowered his Cyan Blade Longsword, turned, and walked out of the brawl arena.

"Thir...thirty-two seconds..."

The staff member was stunned. He only snapped out of it when Li Heng started walking out of the brawl arena, at which point he hurriedly pressed the stopwatch in his hand.

He had thought it would take several minutes before any signs of a victor emerged, but who would have expected this? How much time had even passed? The outcome was already decided in a flash.

'This student... what kind of Swordsmanship was that?'

The staff member in charge of timing had seen all sorts of things, big and small, at the Battle Hall.

But this was truly the first time he'd ever seen a situation like this.