Feng Xiaotian and Bai He both voluntarily admitted defeat, leaving everyone utterly bewildered.
Within the green storm, five Swift Swallows and Feng Xiaotian chased each other at blinding speed. They were simply too fast for the naked eye to distinguish.
No one knew what had actually happened.
Feng Xiaotian knew that Bai He was proud and arrogant. If he defeated him in front of so many people, Bai He would lose face, so he voluntarily conceded.
Bai He also knew perfectly well that Feng Xiaotian had not exhausted his Soul Power. The Tornado Storm restricting his flight speed had been deliberately held back by Feng Xiaotian.
After this contest, Bai He had seen Feng Xiaotian's true strength and was thoroughly convinced by him.
Bai Chenxiang hurried over and reminded him:
"Grandpa, that incense stick hasn't even finished burning yet. How could you..."
Bai He raised a hand, cutting Bai Chenxiang off.
"Xiangxiang, a wager is a wager. I truly had no way to catch him within the time it took for one incense stick to burn. There's nothing more to say."
Feng Lieyang saw through Feng Xiaotian's intentions and stepped forward.
"Brother Bai, you truly deserve to be the representative of speed among us Limit School Soul Masters. Xiaotian's Soul Power has already been exhausted. If you hadn't gone easy on him, you would have touched him already."
Bai He smiled and humbly replied:
"Brother Lieyang, you flatter me. To be honest, your grandson has achieved so much at such a young age. It truly makes one envious. I always thought my Xiangxiang was exceptionally talented, but compared to your grandson, she still falls far short."
Feng Lieyang glanced at the sulking Bai Chenxiang nearby and teased:
"This girl looks clever at a glance. She's already outstanding among Soul Masters