As the referee's words fell, the noisy plaza abruptly fell silent for a moment.
Then countless gazes swished toward Xiao Ming—curious, appraising, envious, jealous, admiring...
In any case, every kind of look was present.
This level of attention thoroughly demonstrated just how much Jia Nan Academy's students cared about Xiao Ming.
Feeling that wearing a hat while competing against an opponent seemed a little too pretentious, Xiao Ming had already removed it, revealing his face.
He put the hat into his Na Ring and rose to his feet.
"Instructor Ge Hu, I'm heading down for the match."
"Feng Bing is a top student from Yellow Tier Class Two. He stayed at the academy for an extra year, cultivates Ice Attribute Dou Qi, and has Dou Shi Nine Star strength. He has a Mysterious Ice Palm that's particularly troublesome. Be careful."
Ge Hu knew Feng Bing would not pose much trouble for Xiao Ming, but he still provided him with that information.
So Xiao Ming would not suffer a loss from not knowing his opponent.
"Cousin Xiao Ming, good luck."
Xiao Shan made a cheering gesture from the side.
"Good luck!"
"Xiao Ming, we know you're incredibly strong. End the match quickly, hahaha."
The students of Mysterious Rank Class Eight had great faith in Xiao Ming and laughed as they cheered him on.
Some even urged him to finish the match quickly.
Who knew what Feng Bing, already on the platform, would think upon hearing them.
He probably would not feel too good about it.
Xiao Ming smiled and thanked those cheering for him. With one step, he shot through the air above the plaza like an arrow. His toes lightly tapped a pillar surrounding the plaza, and he drifted gracefully down into the arena.
The maneuver was exceptionally elegant. The