Zhao Zilong glanced at Feng Xiaotian. He did not dislike Feng Xiaotian, nor were they enemies, so he casually said, "Then do your best."
Before long, Zhao Zilong stepped directly off the arena. They had agreed before the match that if Zhao Zilong won, the remaining members of Godwind Academy would all forfeit.
Watching Zhao Zilong leave the arena, the Blazing Fire Team and the other teams became even more wary of him.
Even Huo Wu no longer felt the same initial dislike toward Zhao Zilong. Or rather, her initial dislike of him had been entirely inexplicable.
If their strengths had been comparable, Huo Wu would naturally have regarded him as a rival. But after watching this match, she had to admit that she truly had no confidence in defeating Zhao Zilong. Watching his fight with Feng Xiaotian, it felt as though he had not used his full strength at all, as if he were simply playing around.
After all, if Zhao Zilong merely had high Soul Power, that would have been one thing. But he also possessed a method capable of sealing an opponent's Soul Power. An opponent like that was truly difficult to deal with.
"Seriously, you just used Gentle Fist and quickly took Feng Xiaotian out." Yu Tianheng looked somewhat helpless as he teased, "Didn't we agree that Gentle Fist would be saved for the finals?"
Zhao Zilong spread his hands. "Couldn't be helped. Feng Xiaotian was stronger than I expected. Blue Silver Grass didn't have much effect on him, and I also wanted to keep my fourth soul skill in reserve for now."
"No matter what, today's matches are over. Just like in the qualifiers, we'll face one team every day from now on." Yu Tianheng looked at everyone, his expression turning slightly serious. "The other