Xihe Martial Arts Hall.
Wang Jian revealed a smile, constantly applauding.
"Good! Truly worthy of being my son, Wang Jian!"
To be honest, he hadn't expected Wang He to make it to the championship match; reaching the semifinals had already satisfied him, but the boy really did fight for it, he said with relief:
"Wang He's Spring and Autumn Palm was just a step away from the Breakthrough Realm. Stimulated by the high-pressure environment of the competition, and with luck on his side, a breakthrough at this critical moment is indeed reasonable."
The Martial Arts Academy students next to him laughed out loud.
"Congratulations, Brother Wang, first place is stable!"
"Fifth Rank body defeating a Sixth Rank! Who could achieve such a feat? That Lu Chenzhou might seem powerful, but he's just lucky, only good at bullying lower Realm Martial Artists with a Sixth Rank body. If he were to face Brother Wang, he'd probably stand no chance!"
