Soon, the second day of the competition arrived, and after this round, the remaining people would enter the top 100.
The real competition for the throne of the alliance begins.
Meanwhile, after yesterday's challenge, there were far fewer people going up on stage today, with the vast majority watching from a distance.
Even if you don't make it to the finals, watching other top players compete is still a very rewarding experience.
So even though the number of participants has decreased sharply, the surrounding noise has become even louder.
Meanwhile, countless betting games unfolded amidst the crowds and social interactions.
"I bet three taels of silver that the burly man in black will be able to break through the melee successfully!"
The person next to him rolled their eyes.
"Your face didn't hurt yesterday, so why is it that only the strong and muscular ones have the right to win? I think that skinny guy, even though he looks thin and weak, has very sharp eyes. He might be the one to last!"
"Hey, that's not right. I think the one in the blue shirt will win!"
Ten arenas, ten betting games.
Unlike yesterday's battle for the title, today's contest is about who is stronger and can emerge victorious in the chaos.
Although yesterday's defense of the title drastically reduced the number of participants, the remaining number is still quite considerable.
Yesterday's defending champions had the unpredictable factor of physical exhaustion, which allowed some to advance by chance, but today, that won't be the case.
There will be 20 people fighting on stage, regardless of the time, until only one person remains.
In other words, out of 20 people, only one will remain.
The weak will naturally be eliminated; there is no chance of luck.
Min Liang yawned. "Ha, how boring. A bunch of weaklings. I could take them down with one hand."
Yao Yao reached out and nudged Min Liang, signaling him to be careful in public, "There are always people better than you, don't be too arrogant."
Min Liang chuckled, "Hehe, junior brother, don't worry, I'll definitely win."
The three were assigned to different arenas, thus avoiding the awkward situation of two people competing against each other.
When Yao Yao went on stage, she unexpectedly saw a member of the Demonic Sect on the same stage.
The man gave Yao Yao an awkward smile, his eyes filled with despair.
Yesterday we bet ten taels of silver, and I'm sure I'll win today.
If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but this is the young master... Thinking of his young master's terrifying combat power, the disciple couldn't help but tremble.
To avoid getting beaten up too badly, he decided to quickly roll down himself.
Among these twenty-odd people, there were quite a few who were well-known in the martial arts world.
"Look! Isn't that Young Master Dugu? He's someone I admire!"
"Young Master Baili! My goodness! Young Master Baili is famous for his exquisite swordsmanship! Young Master Baili will definitely win!"
...
Therefore, Yao Yao's bet is the biggest.
Although Yaoyao overwhelmed the two people yesterday, he is still the least favored among them, overshadowed by the brilliance of the other "young heroes".
As soon as the drums of battle sounded, swords flashed on the stage, while the crowd below screamed their support.
"Young Master Baili! Keep it up! You can definitely make it into the top ten!"
"Bah! Baili's only advantage is his swordsmanship; Young Master Dugu is the true winner!"
"Bai Li!"
"Dugu!"
To be honest, watching a bunch of roughnecks arguing so heatedly in the audience made me want to laugh.
This is kind of like idol worship, isn't it?
For some reason, perhaps because Yao Yao was small and didn't have much of a powerful aura, the people on stage ignored her and focused on dealing with the two strongest people on stage—the group of people below who were arguing heatedly, Baili and Dugu.
Because they couldn't fall off the ring—if they touched the ground, they lost—but the ring was crowded, so both of them ended up with quite a few bruises.
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