It wasn't that Feng Hao was arrogant; it was just that his opponent was only a Magic-type Mage. To put it bluntly, a Mage. And in front of an Assassin, a Mage was as fragile as a child, to say nothing of the vast gap in their strength.
For Xiao Yu to have made it into the top four, her strength and talent were both considerable. She had her own unique insights into selecting and using Secret Techniques, unlike Zhang Meng, who would just mindlessly learn them and open with a wild bombardment.
If Zhang Meng was a brain-dead, turret-style Mage, then Xiao Yu was more of a technical Mage—it was just that her skills weren't fully developed yet.
When Feng Hao took the stage, the crowd erupted once again. The beautiful girls from the Dance Team, led by Li Ting and Xiaoyou, were particularly loud. They screamed their lungs out, cheering for Xiao Yu, while occasionally throwing a few jeers at Feng Hao. The scene was quite vicious.
