Supported by two North Peak students, Wen Yu left the square with a gloomy expression.
Meanwhile, Wu Zhi stood arrogantly on the square for a while longer, basking in the countless adoring gazes directed at him.
After about a third of the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Wu Zhi disdainfully glanced at the gathering place of the North Peak students before returning to the platform.
"Peak Master Zhao Qi! This second battle, South Peak has won!"
"The first battle, North Peak won. The second battle, South Peak won. Next, we'll see the result of the third battle," Hu Yang said with a light laugh.
Listening to Hu Yang's words, Zhao Qi glanced behind him at Duan Lin and sighed inwardly again.
At that moment, Duan Lin's face was extremely pale. He hadn't even entered the arena yet and he was already fearful. It was hard to imagine that in such a state, he could last even the duration of a breath against Deng Qing.
