The result of the second round was like a resounding slap, harshly striking the faces of all the skeptics.

Especially Yao Chen, whose expression was darker than the impurity-laden shell of the Xuanming Heavy Iron.

His pride in his beast fire and domineering fire control technique seemed crude and laughable in the face of Lin Mo's near "Dao-like" skill.

He couldn't comprehend how someone's fire control ability could reach such an unfathomable level.