First Place in the Competition, with the Master's Tacit Approval

As time passed, the Doppelgangers' battle entered its white-hot stage.

Both Doppelgangers had expended vast amounts of spiritual power, yet neither gave up, continuing to fight tenaciously.

At last, in a fierce collision, both Doppelgangers unleashed their strongest spells at the same time.

"Boom!"

Two powerful surges of spiritual power collided, erupting with a deafening blast.

When the dust settled, one Doppelganger stood while the other lay on the ground. Victory and defeat had been decided.

The referee stepped forward and, without even needing a close look, directly announced the result of the match.

The spectators erupted into thunderous applause, cheering for the spectacular battle.

The victorious Doppelganger remained calm, lightly cupping his hands toward the audience and referee, as though this victory was merely a natural display of his strength.

As for the defeated Doppelganger, although he lay on the ground, there was not much dejection in his eyes. Instead, they revealed a sense of relief.

It was finally over. Putting on a show with this bunch of trash was really boring.

After the match ended, the spectators began discussing the thrilling duel among themselves.

Some praised the formidable strength of both sides, while others lamented the loser's misfortune and looked forward to the winner's future performance.

Although the Centennial Competition had only just begun, displaying such strength was more than enough to earn the title of a prodigy.

It was only a pity that the defeated prodigy had been unlucky enough to draw an opponent who was just a notch stronger.

Chen Ze's consciousness quietly left the Doppelganger's body. Feeling the grand atmosphere of the competition was enough; there was little point in watching further. In any case, the ultimate champion would certainly be one of his Doppelgangers.

As time passed, the competition in the Centennial Competition grew