Yi Feng stood alone in stillness, dazzling beyond measure.
Yet he felt no joy at stealing the limelight. He stood there dumbfounded, unable to react for a long while.
Damn it...
He had only thrown one punch, and that guy had been blasted out of existence by it. Everyone else had run off too. Weren't they supposed to be seventh-grade and Eighth Grade experts? Were they all just weaklings?
Could it be...
This competition was over already?
The instant that ominous premonition rose in his heart,
the elder who had entered the venue looked utterly shaken and cupped his hands in salute toward all sides.
"Let all honored guests bear witness."
"Miss Shuyao has no more guest retainers able to fight. The outcome of this competition has been decided. The victor is Miss Xinlan!"
The five pavilion elders exchanged wary looks and rose to their feet as well.
"From this day forth, Miss Lu shall be the current Building Master of our Myriad Treasures Building. She shall oversee the seventy-two branches of the Eastern Sea and preside over all affairs of the Myriad Treasures Building!"
The declaration was incomparably decisive, catching Yi Feng completely off guard!
In an instant,
the atmosphere throughout the venue exploded, and cheers soared into the heavens.
Miss Lu and the others were surrounded by guests of every sort. Countless people came forward to offer congratulations and gifts, while Yi Feng himself was hemmed in layer after layer, as though he had encountered tens of millions of fanboys.
Amid the mountain-shaking, tsunami-like cries of greeting, he was completely bewildered...
The congratulations and cheers around him sounded like nothing but noise.
In the blink of an eye, night fell.
The Myriad Treasures Building headquarters was adorned with lanterns and colorful decorations, with guests streaming like dragons through