"She's my little sister too!" Xiao Tianyu stared at the other man, long hair flying. Hong Yuan nodded. "To be able to make a friend like Brother Xiao in this life—then even if I die, I have no regrets!"
With that, after cupping his fists toward Xiao Tianyu, Hong Yuan turned and walked down from the battle stage.
Zhuang Feiyan's beautiful eyes were calm. She had already seen that Hong Yuan had gone all out. That last strike hadn't crushed Xiao Tianyu, which told her that even if the fight continued, Hong Yuan's ending would be the same.
This battle, Hong Yuan lost.
The expressions of the crowd hardly fluctuated, as if in their eyes Hong Yuan's defeat was the most normal outcome.
No wonder. After all, Xiao Tianyu had just killed Liu Feng with a single sword, while Hong Yuan was only a rising newcomer. How could he be stronger than Liu Feng?
