In the tournament arena, tens of thousands of people were cheering.
The battle with Liu Ming had brought Ling Fei endless glory.
But at this moment, Ling Fei remained calm, simply watching the cheering crowd before him.
He knew that if he were ever defeated, the object of their cheers would change just as quickly.
Therefore, even when showered with glory, his conviction remained unshaken.
Seeing Ling Fei's calm expression, devoid of pride or complacency, Dean Han, who stood beside him, nodded slightly.
Then, with a shift of his gaze, he gestured with his hand.
The cheering crowd immediately fell silent.
