"You let me win."
Yang Yuan withdrew her hands and cupped her fist in a salute.
Han Wei opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he just clasped his hands in a salute, turned, and walked back to his seat.
A low murmur of discussion arose in the hall.
"Han Wei of the Bronze Elephant Sect is ranked thirty-third on the Celestial Pride List. He's not weak, yet he couldn't even take three moves—or to be precise, not even one."
"This Yang Yuan is only ranked twenty-fifth, but her strength is clearly far beyond that. She was definitely hiding her true abilities."
Next, disciples from several other major powers came up to the stage to challenge her.
Without exception, all of them were defeated by Yang Yuan. No one lasted more than three moves.
Yang Yuan's attacks were perfectly measured. Each time, she would force her opponent back and then withdraw, neither injuring them nor causing them too much embarrassment.
