Pang feihu laughed. &Quot; I'm not as good as you. There's nothing much to say. If there's a chance in the future, I'll spar with you. &Quot; After he finished speaking, he cupped his fists at Zhao Hai and turned to leave.
Zhao Hai smiled and turned to look at the judge. The judge looked at Zhao Hai in surprise. After a while, he said, " "The winner of this tournament is Zhao Hai from the tyrant's blade school." The cultivators of the tyrant's blade school couldn't help but cheer when they heard him say that. Zhao Hai clasped his fist at the people below the stage before jumping off the stage and leading them back to the cave.
Although there would still be some rewards later on, that would have to wait until all three matches were over. Right now, Zhao Hai had nothing to do with it, so they could wait for the next day's joint Soul Stage competition with peace of mind.
