As the two teams stepped onto the arena, a synchronized chant suddenly rose from the dense sea of spectators below.
"True Fate Young Master will surely win! Beat that lucky fraud back to his true form!"
"True Fate Young Master will surely win! Beat that lucky fraud back to his true form!"
The disciples of the Zhennan Marquis Estate had gathered together and shouted at the top of their lungs. For a moment, their voices drowned out every other sound, drawing the attention of all the spectators.
These Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples were certain that Zhao Zhenming would defeat Jiang Ping'an, so they directly called Jiang Ping'an a lucky fraud, venting the resentment they had bottled up for three months.
After they shouted three or four times in succession, the other spectators came to their senses and realized that the lucky fraud they spoke of was Jiang Ping'an.
It had already been three months. Everyone who had once scorned Jiang Ping'an as a lucky fraud had been slapped in the face; no one dared to slander him anymore, and everyone had gradually forgotten about it.
Moreover, over the past three months, Jiang Ping'an had guided many students in martial skills and spells, earning the heartfelt respect of most of them.
Thus, it took the spectators quite a while to realize that this lucky fraud actually referred to Senior Brother Jiang!
"Who are you people? How dare you slander Senior Brother Jiang?!" A student who had received Jiang Ping'an's guidance shouted furiously.
The other students who had also received Jiang Ping'an's guidance spoke up one after another, berating the Zhennan Marquis Estate disciples.
"You are not allowed to slander Senior Brother Jiang!"
"Everyone has seen Senior Brother Jiang's strength with their own eyes. How dare you slander him in public!"