At the edge of the crowd not far away, Su Qingyue stood frozen, her eyes wide as saucers. She stared fixedly at Yang Jing, who had just stepped off the Cyan Qilin Platform, her gaze filled with shock and utter disbelief.
Liu Rou instantly guessed what Su Qingyue was feeling.
Although news of Yang Jing's promotion to the Inner Sect and his brilliant performance at the Dragon Gate trials had spread like wildfire, Su Qingyue hadn't witnessed it herself at the time.
Now, having seen him defeat the rather famous Zhang Han of Fen Yang Peak so cleanly on the Cyan Qilin Platform with her own eyes, the shock and impact she felt were immense.
But at this moment, Su Qingyue was far from the only one deeply shaken by the match.
Elsewhere in the crowd, Zhao Hongxiang and Cai He Kang also stared blankly at Yang Jing's retreating figure, their mouths hanging slightly open, unable to close them for a long while.
