For a moment, the audience below the stage fell completely silent.
It was clear to those with keen eyes that Qin Feng had conceded a move to Xiaobai and retreated to the ground himself.
This outcome was quite a blow to the Penglai disciples.
However, there were still many disciples who couldn't discern this and thought Qin Feng was knocked off the stage by Xiaobai.
Ajiao watched Qin Feng with gratitude, then floated onto the stage in her green attire, immediately instructing the disciples, "Okay, let's consider the match over! It's a tie; no one defeated the other!"
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
"..."
The disciples below cheered with lingering excitement, ready to leave.
Just as they were about to disperse, a white light descended from the sky, gracefully landing on the stage.
A young man in a white Daoist robe held a fan stride, cupping his fist toward Qin Feng as he said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait; I wish for another match!"
