With his character, if he knew that he actually lost to Song Yihan, he would probably worry about it for a long time.
Although Song Yihan performed very well this year and gradually became famous, he was still far behind Xiao Mingyin.
Such a result surprised even everyone else, let alone Xiao Mingyin.
"Send him back for treatment."
Elder Ye Qing said.
I'm afraid there's no point in staying here any longer.
Mu Lingzhi nodded.
The atmosphere was condensed, and the faces of the elders and students of Nanshan College were not good-looking.
This was the first game of the preliminary round, and they lost, and the person who lost was Xiao Mingyin.
This is undoubtedly a huge blow to everyone.
It was a bad start, and the people behind were immediately put under heavy pressure.
Song Yihan looked this way and asked: "Elder Xuanhai, now are you finally willing to believe me?"
Elder Xuanhai ignored him and only ordered Ji Yang and others to come forward and ask them to take Xiao Mingyin back first.
Song Yihan didn't seem to care about his cold attitude.
Xiao Mingyin's injuries were visible to Elder Ye Qing.
He is from Nanshan College. Whenever he discovers any problems, he will never let Song Yihan go easily.
There were tens of thousands of people present, countless pairs of eyes were watching, and countless pairs of ears were listening.
As long as they believe that he is innocent, as for Elder Xuanhai and others...
Who knows if they were jealous because they were unwilling to let the people in their college lose, so they said those things that they had and didn't have?
A flash of sarcasm flashed across Song Yihan's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
Then, he looked in a certain direction.
"Elder Mo Sang, may I ask, can we now determine the winner or loser of this game?"
According to the rules, in the preliminary round, students from each school will compete in pairs, and the elder of the remaining school will automatically assume the role of referee.
Elder Mo Sang clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at Song Yihan once he heard this.
This kid...surely has some good intentions.
Even in the current situation, anyone who looks at it can tell that he has won, but he still insists on a formal ruling.
Elder Mo Sang took a step forward, full of energy:
"I announce that in the first preliminary round, Song Yihan from Qianfeng College wins!"
The deep and deep voice spread far and wide in the huge square!
From the side of Qianfeng Academy, bursts of cheers could be heard.
Song Yihan then smiled with relief, saluted to Elder Mo Sang, then turned around and left.
Before he could return to his seat, he was already surrounded by other students.
"Yihan, you win! If I had known earlier, you would definitely be able to do it!"
"I thought that His Highness the Crown Prince was so powerful, but I didn't expect that he only took three moves under Senior Brother Yihan, and he failed! Didn't I say that he is the most powerful in Nanshan Academy? This is too vulnerable.
Alright?"
"That's it! If that's the case, then what's the point of holding this elite meeting this year?"
"I hope I can draw an opponent from Nanshan College..."
Everyone was jubilant and talking about something.
Many of them were said very rudely.
Song Yihan's victory in this first game obviously inspired them.
Looking back at Nanshan College, the expressions on everyone's faces are definitely not relaxed.