Fail?
Supreme Alliance… lost?
Silence fell over the arena.
Everyone paused, their expressions glazed.
Xue Yaoyao had just revived, her fingers still positioned to dash forward.
But it was too late.
As the words started to dim, Xue Yaoyao felt engulfed in emptiness.
The youngster's side view was still imprinted on the screen, her fringe damp from sweat, plastered across her forehead.
Other than her thin lips and sharp nose bridge, the rest of her face was concealed by her silvery hair ━ but still, no one could wipe that image off their face because the youngster has never looked like that before.
His lips weren't upturned and even though the white cat was still in his arms, he seemed to be in a daze.
Supreme Alliance… lost?
They were still in disbelief, especially when they saw the youngster.
