"We won!" Watching as the three Ji surnamed teenagers spun and flew out, Tang Zheng stopped in his tracks, eager to celebrate with his team.
For him, the competition was over at this point. Among the opposing team's five members, three were already down and all six of their own were still standing. Was there any need to continue the battle?
In the minds of the students on the First Cultivation Ground, it was time for the opponents to surrender and all they had to do was graciously accept their victory.
Seeing the team's lax stance, Tang Luo, with a raise of his eyebrow, yelled, "Foolish!"
Didn't these silly boys consider that if the fight was already over, why would Ji Ming and his comrades risk a confrontation with the tornado when they could simply admit defeat? There were plenty of Fierce Realm warriors around who could protect them.
The fact that the opponents decided to trade three of their members for six Spirit Arts indicated they were determined to fight!
