Wudang Saint flew forth, laughing as she said, "The first Primordial World Sports Meeting, lasting thirty-three years, has successfully concluded. Now, I invite all champions to come onto the stage."
Ming Yue, who was boasting to Zhen Yuanzi, suddenly froze, turning her head towards the center, wondering why they needed to go onto the stage?
A hum~ Several champions' platforms descended from the sky, surrounded by auspicious clouds.
Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and chuckled, "Go ahead!"
"Yes, master!" Ming Yue shouted as she grasped the trophy and flew over.
Qingfeng looked on with envious eyes turning red, thinking about how she had entered so many competitions without winning any, while Ming Yue entered only one and won. How unfair the heavens are!
