On the training ground.
Drops of pale golden blood slid down the edge of the sword and fell to the ground, then spread outward in a blur.
Dust drifted down in flurries, as if a layer of gray flour had been scattered over the ground.
"I lost!" Master Mingxin admitted to Jiang Ning.
"Even Master Mingxin lost to this man!" Zhang Ming watched the scene at the center of the training ground, relief hidden in his expression.
Having lost to such a young Jiang Ning, he had inevitably felt somewhat unreconciled before.
But now, compared with Master Mingxin, even Master Mingxin had lost, and he was instantly relieved.
If he had lost to the Martial Champion, what was unreasonable about that?
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he looked at Wan Jianyi again, a trace of pity showing in his eyes.
Compared with him, Wan Jianyi was far more pitiful.
Before this Martial Examination, Wan Jianyi had ranked first on the Heaven Rankings, his reputation unmatched for a time, the strongest of the younger generation.
Now, he had first lost to Master Mingxin, making his place as number one on the Heaven Rankings unworthy of the name, his reputation plummeting a thousand zhang.
And Master Mingxin had then lost to Jiang Ning.
With the two comparisons placed side by side, the halo that had once shone around Wan Jianyi instantly dimmed.
He was very clear that after today, Wan Jianyi would fall from the altar.
However high the world had held him up before, that was how severely his reputation would slide next.
Especially since there had already been some friction among the three of them before, this would make public opinion spread even wider.
At the same time.
Wan Jianyi sensed several faint, strange gazes from