Jing Yan stepped down from the arena.
"Buzz!"
Countless members of the Jing Family crowded around Jing Yan, pressing in tightly.
These people naturally wanted to greet Jing Yan, each more enthusiastic than the last.
"Brother Jing Yan! Brother Jing Yan!" Especially some bold female martial artists, quite a few were openly flirting with Jing Yan!
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that in this Jing Family tournament, the ultimate victor would undoubtedly be Jing Yan.
Although a total of fifty people had made it into the final competition, aside from Jing Yan, which of the other forty-nine could confidently claim they could defeat Jing Shaohe, who was half a step into the Innate Realm?
None had such confidence.
If they couldn't even defeat Jing Shaohe, let alone Jing Yan!
Faced with these enthusiastically greeting people, Jing Yan also responded with a casual smile.
