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As the referee's booming voice announced Chang'an Academy's victory, Chen Mu and his teammates calmly withdrew their martial souls in an orderly fashion, their movements flowing like drifting clouds and running water.
Indeed, even the simple act of standing down carried a certain grace, revealing the composure and confidence forged through countless battles.
In fact, aside from Chen Mu exchanging a few brief words with Chang Kuan onstage, none of the other teammates had spoken from beginning to end.
With unhurried steps, they slowly walked off the arena platform.
What they had just experienced was merely an ordinary sparring match.
Not worth mentioning!
By then, however, the spectator stands had already erupted into thunderous cheers.
Those supporters who had specifically bought Chang'an Academy's distinctive team uniforms and exquisite accessories that day were especially excited, waving their flags and slogan banners as they shouted themselves hoarse.
Amid those cheers, other voices could also be heard.
Those who had bet on Chang'an Academy's victory joyfully thanked the academy for filling their pockets to the brim, while those who had backed the wrong team furiously cursed Changyu Academy.
After all, in the world of gambling, one side was heaven, the other hell.
More prevalent, however, was the endless buzz of discussion.
People eagerly traded their opinions on the match.
"That was way too fast! They settled the fight in one minute. Talk about efficiency!"
"Exactly! Their opponents were Changyu Academy, yet Chang'an Academy beat them so badly they couldn't even fight back."
"'The youngest at home, a savage beast outside!' That line was so badass! Chang'an Academy's people really feel like a bunch of ruthless fighters radiating swagger!"
"Forget that for a moment. Aren't you going to talk about the power of that combination technique? It