Attention from the Clan's Upper Echelons

Zhou Yishan's mother set him down not far from the arena.

When Zhou Yishan saw that over a thousand people had already gathered around the arena, he hurried over.

Fortunately, the match had not started yet.

As he approached the arena, the crowd parted to make way for him.

Looking ahead, he happened to see Lin Feng warming up.

He swaggered onto the arena, looking utterly confident.

The classmates close to Zhou Yishan kept cheering him on.

"Young Master Zhou, go!"

"Young Master Zhou, it's time to show what you can do."

"Big Mountain, if you win, you have to treat us to a meal."

Zhou Yishan waved his hand. "Easy. I'll treat you all to a feast afterward."

After stepping onto the arena, Zhou Yishan first bowed to the referee teacher.

The teacher serving as referee was a tenth-grade martial arts teacher, stronger even than Teacher Yang.

In this sort of arena match, students could strike with all their strength.

But deaths basically never occurred.

That was because the referee teacher was highly skilled and would step in at the crucial moment to prevent fatal injuries.

That was why everyone held the referee teacher in especially high regard.

Zhou Yishan also went through some token warm-up exercises.

A minute later, the referee teacher clapped his hands and said, "If you two are ready, the match may begin."

Before Lin Feng or Zhou Yishan could speak,

the students watching around the arena began shouting.

"Start already! I've waited so long the flowers have withered!"

"Once you're on the arena, don't hold back! Beat him to death!"

"Young Master Zhou, kill him!"

"Young Master Zhou, show him how formidable a pure-blooded Celestial is!"

"Young Master Zhou, go!"

A Lan and A Lei, along with several classmates usually close to Lin Feng,