"Ah, fate is against me, can I give up?" The man looked at Longyue with a worried expression and could only offer a bitter smile.

He originally thought he was blessed by God for barely making it into the finals by ranking 50th, but what happened? He encountered Oborozuki right at the start of the finals?

This made him start to doubt his previous good luck.

In reality, there is no such thing as good luck or bad luck. Some people have a smooth life in the first half of their lives, but their second half is full of hardships.

Some people have a tough first half of their lives, but a smooth and successful second half.

In fact, good luck and bad luck each make up half of a person's life.

Those who experience a life of hardship or a life of good fortune may have earned it through their past lives, and for most people, this is a fair exchange.

Unless God is particularly kind to you, there is no such thing as absolute good luck or bad luck.

"No, that's the rule of the competition. Just do your best and try to die a more dignified death," a martial artist next to the man comforted him.

Similarly, the others expressed sympathy for the man, saying that it was really bad luck to run into this menacing figure right away.

Chen Deming nodded with grief and indignation, waved to everyone, and had a feeling that a hero was going to his death.

Hazy Moon:......

Is it necessary to treat her like this?

"Alright, let's start with the first group, come up on stage."

Because there are serial numbers, and this is the final round, the competition is conducted in groups, not several groups at once. This makes it easier for everyone to learn and refer to the results.

The first pair to take the stage were a man and a woman. The female martial artist had challenged Longyue before and was quite strong, while the man was equally skilled. Their fight was a spectacular display of their individual abilities.

Although it didn't have much effect on Longyue, respecting her opponent was also respecting herself. She wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that she was number one.

In the end, the female warrior defeated the male warrior, although she was also injured, a case of injuring the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred of her own.

The second group's battle was very quick; they were eliminated in less than half a minute after stepping onto the stage.

With just one move, Longyue realized that this person's strength was comparable to hers.

The man possessed a cold and arrogant air about him. He didn't talk much, but he acted swiftly and decisively, without intending to kill the martial artist, suggesting that he held back a significant portion of his strength.

The man nodded to the referee and walked off the stage.

After the man quickly dispatched his opponent, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted, enveloping him completely.

"Holy crap, my brother Cheng Ye is so cool, so incredibly cool! He killed his opponent in one move."

"666, Cheng Ye, 666! I'm cheering for you!"

A female warrior exclaimed, "Ahhh, I want to give it to Cheng the wild monkey!"

A male martial artist also exclaimed, "I want to too!"

The female warrior glared at the male warrior: "You're both dreaming!"

The male martial artist retorted defiantly, "What? Can't I even survive with my mutation?"

Longyue stared at Cheng Ye's face, lost in thought. His features, his figure, his demeanor—he looked just like her older brother.

I wonder where my older brother went this time? I haven't seen him for many days.

After stepping down from the stage, Cheng Ye deliberately passed by Long Yue's side and casually whispered in her ear, "I'm looking forward to seeing you."

Hazy Moon:? ? ?

"Ahhh, here it comes! Boss Cheng Ye has spoken! So cool, so cool!"

Some of the martial artists covered their faces, their cheeks flushed with excitement.

Of course, the male warrior was even more excited and stood up from his seat.

The atmosphere instantly reached a climax.

The other martial artists exchanged glances, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes and wearing bitter smiles. They had finally managed to get a competition from headquarters, only to encounter these two freaks whose strength was so abnormal that they didn't even have the will to catch up.

What kind of mess is this...?

Soon, groups three, four, five, and six also finished their matches. After this, only 25 people will remain out of the original 50. In the next round, one martial artist will receive a bye and advance to the next round.

Until the top ten are selected.

Of course, the top ten are also ranked.

Everyone's matches were exciting and their skills were very high, and Longyue watched attentively.

No one used any other means to improve their strength; everyone fought honestly and fairly, relying on their own abilities.

The owner and management staff on the high platform all nodded in approval; the quality of this competition was better than the last one.

Ye Qing was no longer sitting in the audience, but instead sat next to the Black and White Hall Master. This honor made many of the branch hall masters jealous.

Of course, what they were even more jealous of was that Ye Qing was able to meet such an outstanding martial artist. Apart from Cheng Ye, Long Yue was the most outstanding in the entire arena, which was a fact they had to admit.

"When did she join the martial arts school?" the Black Master asked casually.

"Longyue? Well, about half a year ago, wasn't it me who went to the Level 5 battlefield to recruit students? She was second." Ye Qing understood what the master meant when he heard him mention Longyue, so he explained with a smile.

The issue raised by the Black Museum owner has also attracted the attention of other branch owners.

Actually, it wasn't Ye Qing who should have gone; it was someone else. But the manager didn't want to go, and after several twists and turns, it finally fell to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing happened to be in a good mood that day, so she agreed.

Now it seems his good mood couldn't have been more opportune. By agreeing to the request, he encountered a student with exceptionally high talent, and what's more, her partner was Pale.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing felt even better. He wondered if that pale kid had caught up with Long Yue yet. If not, hehehe, he couldn't let that kid get away with their martial arts school's treasure so easily. He had to train him properly.

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