"Ptui!"
Unfortunately, Yang Zeyun's card had not even materialized before Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear pierced through his throat.
"Heh."
Nezha snorted, but before he could continue speaking, the match at the Martial Arts Arena came to an end.
"Our champion has emerged!"
Si Chengwen watched Jiang Yuan in the center of the arena, a bit excited.
Amidst the cheering and applause of the crowd, Jiang Yuan also smiled and waved to everyone.
"You've really made a name for yourself now."
Mu Qianshan, wrapping an arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulders, chuckled at Jiang Yuan as reporters swarmed towards them.
"If you're really a bro, help me block them; dealing with them is too much of a hassle." Aftergiving a wry smile, Jiang Yuan pushed Mu Qianshan out in front of him.
Meanwhile, he himself dashed towards the stage.
Qin Boyuan had just messaged him, asking to meet him on the stage afterwards.
It was a good chance to dodge the reporters.
"Uncle Qin, what's up?"
