"There really is a handprint left behind!"
"Could it be true, as Luo Cheng said, that he completed the trial incense-stick time before Gao Ming?"
Seeing the handprint Luo Cheng left on the boundary monument, everyone was shocked, their faces full of disbelief.
Several Outer Sect disciples who had bet on Gao Ming couldn't help but rush forward, wanting to find a flaw in the handprint.
But the handprint was identical to Luo Cheng's right hand. Where could there be any flaw?
Luo Cheng's gaze locked onto Gao Ming as he said faintly, "You've lost."
"Impossible!"
Gao Ming felt a surge of blood rush to his head, his neck and face instantly flushing red. Staring at Luo Cheng, he roared in anger, "You trash, how could your speed possibly surpass mine?! You must have cheated! Yes, you definitely cheated! This handprint is fraudulent!"
"That's right, it has to be a cheat!"
