Next Round Matches, Part II

The matches continued apace. There were five teams of five and one team of two. Wu Jian was in the middle of the matchings, so he had to watch six matches before it was his turn to go up. The people who won and would go on to the next round after Da Feiyu were Huǒ Pànguó, Huǒ Yumao, Liao Chin, Huǒ Nan, and Huǒ Schuchang. After that, it was finally time for Wu Jian’s fight with Xaio Shui.

The arrogant young man from Sui Country scoffed derisively at Wu Jian before stepping off the platform and descending to the arena floor as though he was walking down a flight of stairs. Each step was accompanied by a burst of sunlight that appeared under his foot like a platform. Wu Jian shook his head at the display. Even now, that idiot was trying to show off, though he supposed most every cultivator did that. Displaying your power was par for the course.

Before Wu Jian could enter the arena himself, someone grabbed his sleeve. He looked back at Mei Xilan.

“Something up?” he asked.