The Decision of Tournament

“The second match is the twenty-eighth rank…Long Xueming, battles with the second rank…Zhong Liang.” The Elder, whose duty was a committee, loudly announced.

“Hahaha! Xueming’s finally going to get the real stuff.” The audience chattered and split into two sides. Some wanted Xueming to win, some loathed him that he stood out so suddenly.

“But I think Xueming might still be able to withstand big brother, Zhong Liang.”

“There’s no way. Zhong Liang is nineteen years old. His power level and his fighting experiences are all so much more superior than Xueming. I can’t see any way for that boy to win.”

“I already told you that that guy had always been lucky with the matching.”

The conversation about Xueming’s match continued until the two opponents stepped on the stage.

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Xueming bowed to Zhong Jiang who was older than him. Zhong Liang also bowed back before giving Xueming a little compliment.