Wang Quan rolled away from the arena as if he had received amnesty.
Zhao Qin smiled slightly, her eyes filled with flirtatious charm that attracted many gazes.
"Your apprentice is quite impressive, winning by mere intimidation. Did you teach him that?"
"That kid is too timid." The young man's voice was hoarse and unusually sexy, causing Zhao Qin's heart to race. She realized his voice was changing, which was normal for boys his age.
A man claiming to be from Zhuque Hall jumped onto the arena. He had decent skills, but Zhu Shaodan won again with a do-or-die attitude.
Ye Feng stood in a corner, looking at the silly-looking boy on the stage with disdain. "He's Xi Yu's apprentice?"
Ye Shuang shook his head. "I don't know. That's what he says, but his skills have indeed improved a lot. Master Xiao thinks highly of him."
Ye Feng's gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on the black-clothed young man in the main seat. His lips curled and his eyes turned wicked.