"Fang Qianyuan wins!"
Seeing that Ye Tianming could no longer fight, the duty disciple immediately announced the result.
"Yeah! He won!"
Below the arena, cheers thundered as Ding Long and the others led a group of new and senior disciples in cheering and applauding for Fang Qianyuan.
Fang Qianyuan had come from humble origins, refused to settle for mediocrity, and defeated the Aristocratic Clan prodigy Ye Tianming through his own hard work. It was simply too inspiring, too exhilarating.
They might have been ordinary and vulgar, ignorant and dull. Sometimes, they could barely restrain their own many failings, even sinking into laziness, jealousy, and all manner of depravity.
But who in this world did not want to win?
And so they naturally saw themselves in Fang Qianyuan, who could fulfill their secret dreams. His struggle and effort moved them, and his ultimate victory thrilled them.
"Junior Brother Fang, don't move! Let me treat you!" Mi Lu walked toward the arena. Seeing that Fang Qianyuan was about to jump down, she hurriedly stopped him.
Mi Lu was the Senior Sister Mi who specialized in the path of the Medic and had accompanied them on their last training expedition to the Demon Suppression Cavern. Her rejuvenation grass and origin lotus were both excellent healing spirit creatures within the Human Rank Realm.
Fang Qianyuan paused, but still jumped off the platform with a thud, assuring her, "It's all right. I'm fine!"
Seeing him bouncing around, Mi Lu's face nearly turned black. "You're still moving around! This is sheer recklessness!"
As a Medic, a healer among Spirit Tamers, she could hardly tolerate this. She immediately seized him firmly and began examining his body.
Her face slightly flushed, Mi Lu drew close and felt around, only to discover in astonishment that more than half the