The Air Was Thick with Tension

The three passed through the entrance and climbed the steps between the spectator seats.

Clutching the pass she had finally found, Yu Xiaowan searched among the rows until she stopped near the front. After checking the seats, she turned and waved to Yu Guang. "Grandpa, over here! These are the seats Brother Bai saved for us!"

Yu Guang followed her, glanced over the seats, and nodded slightly.

They had a good view of the Third Arena.

After sitting down, Yu Xiaowan left a seat open beside her and looked up at Ye An. "Brother Ye An, over here! There's room for you!"

Ye An had planned to head straight to the Four Symbols Sect's section, but she was so excited that he could not bring himself to refuse.

Besides, the Meridian Opening matches were already in their final stage. He could leave a little later.

Yu Xiaowan's attention shifted to the arena. She raised her arm and pointed toward the Third Arena, excitement spilling into her voice. "Grandpa, look! It's Brother Bai! He's about to win!"

In the Third Arena, Bai He attacked with steady ferocity, driving his opponent back again and again. Every punch piled on the pressure. His opponent had nearly stepped out of bounds several times, twice catching himself only after his foot landed on the boundary rope.

Bai He gave him no chance to breathe. His final punch thundered forward. His opponent failed to dodge, struck the rope, and bounced back before stumbling to one knee.

The official raised an arm and announced, "Bai He wins!"

Yu Xiaowan sprang to her feet and clapped twice. Quite a few people nearby cheered too, though the cheers were faint. After all, this was only a Meridian Opening match.

Realizing she had gotten a little carried away, Yu Xiaowan