Meanwhile, in the top-floor VIP box.
Ning Fengzhi rose and straightened his robes, delight plain on his face.
His daughter had revealed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the Blue Tyrant Team had swiftly and decisively crushed the Imperial Fighting Team.
It was a stunning victory by any measure.
Ning Fengzhi turned toward Xue Qinghe, who sat in the seat of honor, and said warmly,
"Your Highness, Rongrong and the others have finished their match."
"Since Your Highness took time out of your day to watch, why not come down with me and meet these talented Soul Masters?"
Xue Qinghe stood with a modest smile.
"Thank you, Teacher."
"What I saw in the arena truly opened my eyes."
"A twelve-year-old Four-Ring Soul Ancestor with a ten-thousand-year fourth ring, not to mention those unheard-of Talismans of his own creation. For such a young talent to emerge in the empire is truly a blessing upon Heaven Dou."
Qian Renxue weighed her options.
The Blue Tyrant Team was far stronger than she had expected.
Lin Xuan in particular.
He had stayed calm, commanded the entire field, and torn the Imperial Fighting Team's defenses apart with seemingly effortless moves.
It would be a terrible waste if she could not bring a prodigy like him to her side.
Gu Rong tucked his hands into his sleeves and ambled along behind Ning Fengzhi.
"Fengzhi, that boy was awfully quick to scoop up the Dugu Family girl. You'd better have a word with him later. Don't let our Rongrong get hurt."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a rueful smile.
"Uncle Gu, Dugu Bo wants to bring Dugu Yan and Lin Xuan together. And Lin Xuan is especially close to that girl Xiao Wu."
At that, Ning Fengzhi smiled.
"Let the young people sort out their