"Li Tianming, 480 points, ranked 576th."
The initial scores came out quickly. When Li Tianming looked at the Flameyellow Ranking, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Liu Qianyang had not given him any room to show what he could do. One slap had sent him flying.
These instructors did not know his true capabilities, so they could not exactly give him a high score.
"It's nothing. Next time, I'll arrange a stronger opponent for you. You're famous now—there are plenty of people who want to beat you up," Instructor Mu Wan said.
Liu Qianyang had made him the center of attention. Though it was the sort of attention reserved for a negative example, it had its benefits—he would no longer lack opponents.
"No problem. To bring honor to Instructor, I'll go all out," Li Tianming said.
"There are too many people looking down on you. Perform well."
Below the other side of the arena—
"Sis, why?" Half of Liu Qianyang's face was swollen, and it still burned with pain.
"Thunder Marshal said that you were to fight directly and not make things difficult for Li Tianming," Liu Qing said quietly.
Thunder Marshal was Lin Tianjian.
"Why would Thunder Marshal pay attention to such a nobody..." Liu Qianyang still could not make heads or tails of it.
"It's like this. Mu Qingqing was beside Thunder Marshal, and Thunder Marshal knew about what happened between Mu Qingqing and Li Tianming three years ago."
"So he asked Mu Qingqing how she wanted Li Tianming dealt with. Guess what Mu Qingqing said?"
Liu Qing's expression was somewhat cold. Seeing her younger brother go up there only to get beaten naturally put her in a foul mood.
"What did she say?"
"Mu Qingqing said she had long since let go of what