Shu Feng's expression was calm as he listened, but his fists suddenly clenched so tightly that drops of blood trickled from his steel-hard hands.
Shu Feng said slowly, "A Divine Spirit? One day, I will become an existence that surpasses even Divine Spirits."
"That's the spirit! You're my apprentice, all right. Come on, let's go to the victory banquet!"
With a hearty laugh, Fang Yao pulled Shu Feng away from the Grand Martial Arts Arena.
Shu Feng had secured his victory in the National High School Spiritual Martial Arts Competition early on, so the victory banquet had already been prepared.
The assassination attempt on Spirit Saint Wu Zhongchao by the Blood Demon expert in the Martial Arts Arena had also resulted in the tragic deaths of four prodigies from Spirit Mirror High School who were participating in the competition. The atmosphere at the victory banquet was consequently subdued.
