As Feng Ninghe uttered the words of surrender, the barrier on the arena finally vanished.
Dong!
The bell and drum were struck with force.
A deep male voice followed, "Feng Ninghe wins!"
It was Feng Ninghe who called for surrender, and it was only because Feng Tongtong adamantly refused to concede that she chose to stop the fight.
Therefore, her victory was well-deserved.
In previous years, no one would have been as reckless as Feng Tongtong, in such a perilous situation, yet still unwilling to beg for mercy.
If Feng Tongtong hadn't been in excruciating pain and already on the verge of unconsciousness, she would have certainly leaped up to argue with these people.
No one knew that she had screamed "surrender" thousands of times, but somehow, not a single word could escape her lips.
As the competition concluded, the cultivators erupted like boiling water, buzzing with discussion.
Who would have thought that the good-for-nothing Feng Ninghe would become famous overnight, hailed as a genius?
Being able to easily defeat Feng Tongtong, she now had a chance to enter the top ten of the Hundred Arena Rankings.
Su Xian stared, her pupils constricting violently, "Feng... Feng Ninghe won?"
Feng Ninghe had won with ease.
Feng Tongtong had no power to retaliate.
Sixth Master's thin lips curved upwards unhurriedly, forming a pleasing arc, "Silence is golden, but a single roar can shake the heavens. I bet too little; I should have added more."
Wagers had stopped the moment Feng Ninghe stepped onto the stage, and no further bets were allowed.
Otherwise, given her victory, countless people would have placed new bets.
From her seat, Si Xin Xin revealed a pleased smile, her mood exceptionally joyful, as if she herself had won the match, "I knew my beautiful sister would win! Feng Tongtong, who was her opponent, is so foolish, not admitting defeat even in this state."
"It's not that Feng Tongtong refused to surrender, but that she didn't have the opportunity."
At this moment, a deep, cold male voice descended from above Si Xin Xin's head.
The familiar male voice resonated in her ears, startling Si Xin Xin, who turned pale, her body stiffening. She struggled to turn her head to look at the man standing behind her.
The person standing behind her was Si Jianye.
Her whereabouts had been revealed by A Xi.
Only by confessing proactively would Si Jianye not hold their secret outing against them.
"Father..."
Si Xin Xin clutched the sleeves of her clothes tightly with both small hands, her head lowered, and said in a clear voice, "I just wanted to watch my beautiful sister's match..."
She was afraid of being reprimanded for neglecting her studies and only knowing how to play all day.
Si Jianye lowered his gaze, showing no signs of blame, "We are about to leave Li Country. It's fine for you to watch a bit more."
Once they left Li Country, Si Xin Xin might never have another chance to see Feng Ninghe.
Since she wanted to see her, he would let her watch a little longer.
Upon hearing they were leaving Li Country, Si Xin Xin's eyes instantly filled with tears, and her cheeks were etched with grievance, "Daddy, can I stay until after my beautiful sister finishes all her matches?"
Her small face was tightly furrowed, as if she had lost her most beloved toy.
The thought of leaving Li Country and never seeing her beautiful sister again filled her with despair.
Her heart was shattered.
She had been hoping to have her beautiful sister become her mother.
Si Jianye gently wiped away the tears rolling down Si Xin Xin's cheeks with his warm fingertips, and for once, he agreed, "Then we will return to the Demonic Spirit Sect after the Hundred Arena competition concludes and the rankings are set."
This statement made Si Xin Xin's eyes curve into crescents, and her face bloomed into a smile as she nodded obediently.
The shift in the situation left Ning Peilan stunned.
"Brother Ning Ting, am I seeing things? Feng Ninghe won?"
She struggled to move her lips, frozen like a statue.
Ning Ting was also surprised by Feng Ninghe's victory, and his expression was complex, "Indeed, she did win."
Not long ago, he had been warning Feng Ninghe not to be overconfident, only to be slapped in the face moments later.
Feng Tongtong had consumed forbidden medicine, forcefully increasing her strength by a level, yet Feng Ninghe still dealt with her effortlessly.
On the arena, Feng Ninghe hadn't even revealed her true cultivation.
What level had this woman's cultivation reached to so easily defeat Feng Tongtong?
Ning Peilan tightly clenched her sleeves, her eyes deep.
She wasn't foolish; she could tell from the match that Feng Ninghe was not as simple as she had imagined.
Her cultivation had reached the early Golden Core stage. Even if her strength was artificially boosted by medicine, making her foundation unstable, her actual cultivation was only equivalent to the peak of the Opening Heaven stage.
However, even so, she was still in the Golden Core stage and shouldn't be afraid of Feng Ninghe, who could only defeat those in the Opening Heaven stage.
Even facing Feng Ninghe, she felt no fear.
Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang were busy taking Feng Tongtong for treatment, paying no mind to Feng Ninghe.
Before leaving, Madam Zhang did not forget to glare fiercely at her, "Feng Ninghe, you'd better pray that Tongtong is safe, or I will make you pay."
Feng Ninghe was unfazed by the warning.
The members of the Feng family gathered around her.
"Ninghe, I couldn't tell what your cultivation level was, and I never expected you to defeat Feng Tongtong so easily."
The Second Elder looked at her with a slightly deep gaze, a hint of appraisal in his eyes.
They hadn't felt any spiritual energy fluctuations from Feng Ninghe, so they had assumed this woman was still as devoid of cultivation as before.
They hadn't expected her to have grown to this extent.
The Third Elder's eyes were filled with surprise, "Ninghe, what is your current cultivation level?"
Feng Ninghe's ability to defeat Feng Tongtong indicated that her strength far surpassed Feng Tongtong's.
The elders smiled broadly at the thought that the Feng family now had another exceptionally talented junior.
Feng Tongtong had consumed a significant amount of heavenly and earthly treasures to achieve her current cultivation.
Facing their questions, Feng Ninghe smiled and brushed them off, "My cultivation isn't high; it's just a tiny bit higher than the third young lady's."
The First Elder, seeing hope for the revitalization of the Feng family, patted her shoulder, his expression serious, "Ninghe, since you can cultivate and your cultivation is not low, then cultivate diligently. You will surely have the opportunity to wield power in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in the future. I have high hopes for you."
The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was rightfully Feng Ninghe's inheritance. With an immortal as her backer, as long as she strived, she would undoubtedly gain control of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in time.
Feng Ninghe's gaze sharpened slightly, and she casually found an excuse to leave.
Xiao Zhao excitedly danced on her shoulder, its sapphire eyes clearly brighter, chirping incessantly.
Master, those who used to slander you are all stunned and can't utter a single word!
Feng Tongtong is truly pathetic, completely defenseless on the stage. It's really what she deserves!
Old Man Xu's gaze also fixed on her intently, with strong interest in his eyes, "Ninghe, you have now avenged yourself. The third young lady of the Feng family will be subject to criticism and scorn. I just wonder what your cultivation level truly is."
Mentioning her cultivation, she couldn't help but give a wry smile.
Her clear female voice was filled with helplessness, "It's not yet Nascent Soul, not worth mentioning."
The talent of this body was not bad.
However, her cultivation started too late, and she hadn't reached Nascent Soul.
Old Man Xu's expression stiffened slightly, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth with a complex expression, "Still... still not Nascent Soul?"
Five years ago, Feng Ninghe could defeat him.
Without even reaching Nascent Soul, she could kill those of higher realms. If she were given time to grow, who knew what she would become in the future...