At the Fu Mountain Battle Arena.
Main Peak Steward Xue Kun had barely taken two steps after turning away when the sound of something heavy hitting the ground rang out behind him.
He whipped around, his face full of surprise.
He had not even left the arena yet, and Huang Chao had already lost?
Such a swift victory was beyond his expectations. After all, Huang Chao had looked quite imposing just now-at first glance, he had seemed to have a few tricks up his sleeve.
Xue Kun quickly composed himself, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "The twelfth match goes to Yang Jing of Lingxi Peak!"
As the announcement ended, Yang Jing cupped his hands toward Xue Kun, then turned and walked down from the arena.
He returned straight to the area where the Lingxi Peak disciples had gathered, found Fang He, and briefly told him he was going to cultivate in a training room.
Then, just as he had yesterday, he left Fu Mountain Square without the slightest hesitation and strode toward the nearest training rooms on Thunder Firmament Peak.
Watching Yang Jing hurry away, Fang He, Ma Qiang, Yan Chenglong, Lin Ziheng, and the others exchanged glances, unable to help marveling.
Yang Jing's focus and fervor for cultivation truly far surpassed those of his peers.
Thinking back carefully, they realized that so far, only Chu Yunhai, Bai Ziyu, Lu Shaohua, and Yang Jing had left Fu Mountain Square immediately after their matches, without lingering even for a moment.
They had no need to stay and watch the other disciples' matches, as though they had absolute confidence in their own strength and the victories and defeats of others had nothing to do with them.
Chu Yunhai and the other two held the top three places on the Hidden Dragon