At this moment, the difference in power was clearly displayed. Sima Yan only took a few steps back and his face turned pale. On the other hand, Xiao Yao was sent flying into the air. He struggled for a while before he stopped worrying about his opponent. However, the abnormal redness on his face seemed to be even more serious than Sima Yan's pale face. The difference between the two sides was obvious.
Sima Yan, who had the upper hand, walked towards Xiao Yao step by step. Other than the fact that his expression was a little abnormal, there wasn't the slightest difference in his expression. "You lost."
Xiao Yao wheezed and gasped. "I haven't fallen down yet. How can you say that I have lost?"
Sima Yan shook his head. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes. "You're still not willing to a
