Just then, Sun Ningxiang's voice came from outside the crowd. "Father, we're back!"
Everyone turned toward the voice and saw Sun Ningxiang walking at the front, followed by Yang Jing, Xu Hong, and Liu Maolin.
With a flush of excitement still on her face, Sun Ningxiang walked up to Sun Yong, her voice clear and bright. "Father, guess what? Yang Jing won! He defeated Shen Lie and took first place in the seventh arena!"
"Hm?" Sun Yong froze. He looked up at Yang Jing, his eyes filled with astonishment.
He had heard that Yang Jing had advanced, but he never expected him to actually win against Shen Lie. After all, Shen Lie was a veteran master at the Peak of Dark Energy and had a profound grasp of the Mountain-Breaking Fist. Even Lin Yue might not be his match.
'And now he's been defeated by Yang Jing?'
The surrounding disciples erupted into an uproar, all turning to look at Yang Jing.
"Senior Brother Yang beat Shen Lie? Is that for real?"
