"Cang Mountain Academy, Fang Qianyuan wins!"
Once Fang Qianyuan activated his heart of the wild and escaped the illusion's deception, Zhong Huan lost almost every chance of victory and simply conceded.
"The heart of the wild? Interesting. Go find out which training institute he belongs to." Watching the delighted members of Cang Mountain Academy crowd around Fang Qianyuan as he stepped off the dueling platform, offering their congratulations, the mysterious man chuckled as he spoke.
The young man beside him acknowledged the order and immediately headed toward the venue.
The mysterious man adjusted his veiled hat, then turned and left before anyone else noticed him.
"Junior Brother Fang, this is wonderful! You won again."
"That gives us a much better chance of qualifying!"
"You only have one opponent left tomorrow: Pu Shifan from Wudong Training Institute. He's only ranked fourth, so he definitely won't be a match for you!"
They had every reason to be happy. The academy had suffered poor luck that day, losing three of its four matches. If even Fang Qianyuan had been defeated, their weapons would truly have lain broken and buried in the sand at this Sect Grand Tournament.
Fortunately, Fang Qianyuan had not disappointed them and had defeated his opponent cleanly and decisively.
They knew nothing of the twists and turns involved, but they understood all too well how troublesome illusions were, and could not help breathing sighs of relief.
"Qianyuan, what happened just now? We almost thought you'd become trapped in the illusion and never wake up. If we'd known the heart of the wild was so effective against illusions, we'd have told you to make more use of that advantage. Do you understand?" Gong Yuan came over as well and spoke to him.
He had not comprehended the heart of the wild