Zeng Yunpeng handled it with ease and was quite pleased with himself.

Yin Tiantian was careless and her arm was cut by a sword, and blood was flowing out.

Seeing this, Qin Feng shook his head. If Yin Tiantian could calm down, she would still have a chance if she played it safe. However, she was blinded by anger and did nothing but waste her spiritual energy. Her attacks seemed fierce, but they were just a waste of spiritual energy.

But it's not her fault; anyone would be angry in that situation.

Qin Feng said to Shen Qianjun, "Elder Shen, let's concede this round and let Xiao Fan go."

Shen Qianjun also sighed and nodded.

"We concede defeat in this match. Sweetie, come back."

Yin Tiantian was furious and resentful, but what could she do? Continuing like this would only lead to a crushing defeat.

Helpless, he had to leave the stage. Before leaving, he saw Zeng Yunpeng's annoying look.

Yin Tiantian clenched her fists tightly. She really should have killed him with a single sword strike. Why did she hold back? She was filled with regret.

Qin Feng comforted her, saying, "It's just a competition, there's no need for that."

Yin Tiantian was still unwilling to accept it, "But I clearly won, how could they do this?"

"You'll learn from your mistakes. You know what to do with people like that next time."

"I'm going to beat him so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

Xiao Fan comforted her, saying, "Sister Yin, watch me avenge you."

Xiao Fan spoke very seriously, his eyes shining brightly.

"Alright, at least your older sister didn't spoil you for nothing."

"Let's continue with the next match," Xu Zhenyang's voice rang out again.

Xiao Fan leaped onto the battle platform in mid-air, his small body landing with a thunderous sound.

Everyone could see that the young boy was filled with anger, as if he wanted to devour someone.