Boom...
Lih Fengxing struck down with a long spear, creating a giant hole in the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Once the dust settled, the Outer Disciple inside the giant hole looked utterly disheveled, with fresh blood spilling from his mouth.
Lih Fengxing wins!
Deacon Youu made a record, while Lih Fengxing came to stand beside Xiao Yi, smiling broadly.
Xiao Yi smiled, "I knew you could win."
"I knew it too," Lih Fengxing chuckled, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"But I look forward to sparring with you in the future."
"Anytime," Xiao Yi nodded.
"As for Yu Feng and the others," Lih Fengxing suddenly frowned.
"Every Outer Disciple of the Heavenly Hidden Academy is very strong."
Xiao Yi shrugged, "There's nothing we can do. They've been cultivating at the Heavenly Hidden Academy for years, so they're naturally not weak."
"But you all are younger, and your talents are higher."
"Your goal is not them, but the stronger powers at a higher level."
