The battle between Xuan Ying and Feng Lei had been brief. The outcome had been decided in an instant, leaving the spectators below dumbstruck. They had seen Feng Lei's strength, too. No matter what, he was a rising star of the Devil Race, yet he had been defeated so casually by a Body Integration Realm expert. How could that not leave everyone astonished?
Among the onlookers were many people of wide learning. They recognized Xuan Ying as a member of the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race from the way she merged into the void and from those distinctive stingers, which shocked them even more. Ever since the Bee Ancestor, no disciple of the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race had taken part in the Cultivator Assembly. A young Mysterious Spirit Bee at the Body Integration Realm represented an immensely intimidating force.
There were also plenty who were well informed. They knew the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race had, as a whole, "rebelled against the Demon Race." Connecting that with their ties to Lingxiao Pavilion and the fact that Xuan Ying hadn't said she was representing the Demon Race, they began piecing together all sorts of possibilities.
Quite a few people had also heard her say she "didn't want to kill anyone." Excitement surged through them. One by one, they rubbed their fists and looked eager to give it a try.
Most of the younger generation were passionate and hot-blooded. When they met others their own age, a bout was inevitable. They might have hesitated if their lives were in danger, but from the way the people on the stage behaved, they could tell this was just friendly sparring. Their enthusiasm soared.
Leaving aside how the spectators were thinking of getting onstage, Xuan Ying returned to grilling meat with Zi Tianfei and the others after