The audience surrounding the arena was utterly dumbfounded by the scene before them, some with their mouths agape wide enough to fit a goose egg, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

"How, how is this possible! Am I seeing things?"

"What is that spinning golden top? Is it, is it the Dragon Essence Young Master's golden dragon?!"

"Absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible. If Dragon Essence Young Master were sneak-attacked and slapped away, I could understand, but this golden dragon is innately powerful, invincible in close combat, its body indestructible. How could it be sent flying by a mere slap?"