After a moment of silence, the stands erupted in a frenzy.

"Impossible." Shang Jiliang's pupils shook violently as he abruptly stood up from his seat. "How could anyone deplete a force field shield with a broadsword?"

Beside him, his apprentice Ye Feng was too stunned to utter a word.

Any criticism would not be an insult to the opponent but rather an insult to his own intelligence. The performance of "Ten Steps to Kill One" had surpassed his understanding of mechas.