11:45 AM.
Around the martial arts arena, the spectators enthusiastically discussed the outcome of the match; some even started gambling on it. Of course, almost everyone believed that Mu Tingting, who had already broken through to the fourth-level martial artist, would win the championship.
The last place, naturally, would be none other than Mu Ruyue. After all, she was considered a worthless woman.
"Next, Mu Tingting from the Mu Family against Miss Zhang Yaxin from the Duke Family."
Mu Tingting finally took the stage.
The crowd's spirits lifted, and they all turned their attention to the girl in green. Seemingly enjoying the attention, Mu Tingting wore a graceful and appropriate smile as she lightly stepped onto the high platform.
"Dad, Sister Ting'er is on the stage," Mu Yixue excitedly pulled at Mu Qing's sleeve and jumped up. "Sister Ting'er is amazing; the entire martial arts arena fell silent the moment she appeared. Who else but Sister Ting'er could have such an effect?"
Mu Yixue slightly lifted her snow-white chin, her cute face beaming with a proud smile.
How could she not be proud of having such an excellent sister?
The princes and noble sons of Feng City couldn't help but look at Mu Tingting with admiring eyes. Yet, in Mu Tingting's eyes, there seemed to be only one person—her affection-filled gaze always on Ye Tianfeng.
When the noble young men who admired Mu Tingting saw that her eyes were only for Ye Tianfeng, their hearts shattered. However, only an outstanding man like Ye Tianfeng could match such a beauty.
They were the perfect couple made in heaven. What hope did Mu Ruyue, rejected by Ye Tianfeng, have? How could she compare to Mu Tingting?
If it were them, they would undoubtedly choose Mu Tingting over that beautiful waste of space.
"Miss Zhang, let's begin."
Mu Tingting turned to look at Zhang Yaxin, revealing a friendly smile. Anyone who saw such a smile couldn't help but feel no ill will toward her.
"Miss Mu, then I won't be polite," Zhang Yaxin slightly smiled, snapping the long whip from her waist. The scarlet whip sliced through the sky, bringing a fierce wind with it.
The wind whistled past her ears as Mu Tingting sidestepped to evade the attack. Then, swiftly, she darted across the ring, and in a few flashes, she was behind Zhang Yaxin.
Feeling the icy longsword against her neck, Zhang Yaxin's body trembled. She smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Mu, I am no match for you; I concede."
"Thank you for letting me win."
Mu Tingting retracted her longsword, her affectionate gaze looking toward Ye Tianfeng in the judge's seat.
This match had clearly ended as everyone expected. After all, the difference in strength between the two was vast, and Zhang Yaxin would never be a match for Mu Tingting.
It seemed that this time, the championship belonged to her.
"Feng'er, is this the woman you admire?" Emperor Zi Yue gently stroked his beard, smiling with satisfaction. "Not bad. Both her talent and temperament are excellent. You have a good eye. Among the three daughters of the Mu Family, it is the one without any blood relation, Mu Tingting, who is the most outstanding."
"As long as Grandpa Emperor likes her," Ye Tianfeng felt a surge in his heart. It seemed this victory had made Grandpa Emperor like Ting'er. In that case, even without Master's intervention, Grandpa Emperor wouldn't stop him from marrying Ting'er.
The dialogue between the grandfather and grandson made Ji Ru Ya, standing aside, sneer slightly. Her beautiful eyes showed disdain. Mu Tingting was indeed beautiful and talented but gave off an overly hypocritical vibe.
It was actually Mu Ruyue, whom she met a few months ago, that she truly admired.
At that moment, the voice announcing the next match sounded again.
"Next up, Mu Ruyue from the Mu Family against Li Lu, the young master from the Guardian General Mansion."