With Guan Jingyue conceding, the referee announced the final result.
"Guan Jingyue of Western Glory University has conceded. Qin Siyang of Nanrong University wins!"
"Western Glory University's freshman team has been eliminated. Nanrong University's freshman team earns one point!"
"With a final score of 2-1, Nanrong University wins this match!"
Guan Jingyue's concession brought the last bout of the finals to a close.
"We won! We won!!" Fu Wanli leaped for joy. "Brother Qin is a badass! Brother Qin is invincible! Brother Qin is the best!!"
Hearing that Southern Glory had won, Zhao Longfei could no longer contain his excitement. He sprang to his feet, his face flushed as red as a ripe tomato. Even the scar on his scalp turned faintly red.
Zhao Longfei grinned from ear to ear. "That's my Talent Scout! Uh, no, that's my prized thoroughbred!!"
"Qin Siyang, beautifully done!" Ban Dingyuan stood up and cheered for Qin Siyang too. "You've won back all the face I lost!"
Shi Tao applauded as well, then said, "Guan Jingyue's God-Hunting Artifact really was an eye-opener. And he only revealed one of them. If either of us faced him, we'd probably have a much harder fight than Qin Siyang did."
"A harder fight? You think too highly of me. Against Guan Jingyue's artifacts, I'd definitely lose! Of course, if my name were Zhong Dingyuan, I might stand a chance against him."
"Forget it." Shi Tao waved a hand. "Professor Zhong's sons all die young. If your surname were Zhong, you might already have been reincarnated."
"Fair point."
Hu Chan shook his head in admiration. "That's President Qin for you. Such a clever, forceful way to win-four ounces moving a thousand pounds!"
"Four ounces moving a thousand pounds?" Chu Baxing shook his head. "Qin Siyang's kick had a lot more