Everyone stared at the tall, straight figure on the stage, their minds blank, as if frozen in place by an Immobilization Technique.
A moment later, someone gasped, and the entire Martial Arts Plaza erupted like a barrel of gunpowder.
First Senior Brother Xiao Mingqian's face was flushed with excitement. He grabbed a junior brother by the shoulders, shaking him forcefully as he shouted incoherently, "He won! Junior Brother Jiang won! He beat Shi Poyue!"
Xu Qingshan shot up from his seat, the long-suppressed gloom on his face swept away and replaced by uncontrollable joy and pride. He looked at the dumbfounded Situ Zhen beside him and roared with laughter, "Hahaha! Old Situ, that Fire Soul Wine of yours is mine!"
Vice Sect Leader Xie Songnian's expression, however, turned completely grim. The killing intent in his eyes was so strong it was almost tangible.
'Since he could beat Shi Poyue, it'll be difficult for me to deal with him openly now!'
