'Chae Jong of the Plum Blossom sect, huh,' Michael remarked inwardly as he walked to the side.
There weren't a lot of people he had hoped to fight during this excursion, but this particular one pissed him off quite a bit.
Therefore, beating him up—like the good person Michael was—would be in his best interest.
After all, this particular tournament shouldn't take that long since there weren't any breaks—only combat until one side loses—continuing on until the end when, eventually, a winner between the sects was determined.
It was a format he had come up with solely because he was a bit lazy, but nonetheless, none of these people really needed downtime since they would either instantly win or instantly lose.
In this case, he would breeze through the competition.
Soon, Sect Leader Li began calling out the names.
And coincidentally, it seemed like he would be up first.