The layer that appeared before him was surprisingly the ninth layer.
A young man with delicate features appeared on the battlefield the moment Su Tu entered.
They were on top of a high building.
In the viewing area, various prodigies appeared rapidly. They had long heard of Su Tu's performance in the competition, and each looked expectantly towards the center of the battlefield.
"Damn, this is the ruthless guy who slaughtered the Moon Giant!"
"Terrifying, a monster!"
"Why on earth is this kind of monster in our era?"
"Stop the noise, stop the noise. How many punches do you guys think Wang Yao can withstand?"
A prodigy raised this question, instantly causing a commotion among those present.
As everyone knew, Wang Yao was severely injured by the Three Moves of the Seven Divine Sons, while Su Tu killed the Moon Giant, putting his strength above the Divine Sons. Su Tu's victory was almost certain in everyone's mind.
The point was how long it would take to win.
