Chapter 42
The silence Dan Woo-sung created was beautiful.
It was a silence born of surprise—no one had expected this newly arrived man, this unknown man, this young man without even a sergeant’s stripe, to knock his opponent out so overwhelmingly.
To Cheol Myeong-ho, this meaningful silence was beautiful too.
‘Wow… He really shut everyone up.’
The expressions on the faces of the comrades carrying away the unconscious Jo A-sol were also something to behold. They knew Dan Woo-sung had deliberately struck the floor with his fist to show mercy, so they couldn’t utter a single word.
“That was impressive!”
“I’ve never seen this guy before…?”
A few people clapped, and a few others began exchanging words with their companions. Only then did the silence break, and the atmosphere finally felt like a proper eve celebration. Even the late-stage disciples of the clans and sects exchanged glances, shrugging their shoulders as if they too didn’t know Dan Wuxing’s true identity.
Of course, if warriors from the Murong and Gu family clans had been present, they could have explained who Dan Wuxing was. But the Gu family was keeping a low profile due to Gu Yingsheng, and the Murong family, too, had no leeway to participate in such a grand gathering like this Dragon-Phoenix Banquet because of their missing former clan head.
Thus, Dan Woosung was a young powerhouse who had suddenly appeared.
Would anyone dare challenge him again?
The late-stage contestants eyeing the championship watched Danwooseong with keen interest, though naturally, none intended to participate in the eve event. To claim victory, one must be in peak physical condition.
