Sword Pointed at the Finals, an Uninvited Guest

The rising sun climbed into the sky.

The Tumubao representative team gathered in the hotel lobby.

After being ambushed and beaten by Qiu Huang last night, Gao Chongxiao, Sima Liang, Gu Shaohuai, and Shu Wangzhou had all suffered injuries of varying severity. Even with mystic realms and advanced medical care, they could not possibly recover completely in a single night. The four of them inevitably suffered a decline in condition.

Shu Wangzhou had declined the most severely. His arm was still in a splint, and he looked utterly listless. Qiu Huang's kick had badly injured his internal organs, leaving him unable even to walk steadily without swaying.

The others each had their own injuries, and for a time, anger and dejection mingled together.

Though they carried the tragic determination of a desperate army, ready to fight without fear of death, they could not help but feel pessimistic about facing an enemy they could not overcome.

Shi Yuwei could indeed fight Qiu Huang evenly, but that was in a one-on-one battle. This was now a five-versus-five team match. Could they safely escort Shi Yuwei all the way to Qiu Huang? And if they could not, after fighting battle after battle, would Shi Yuwei's stamina hold out?

Shu Wangzhou was dispirited, Gao Chongxiao was vexed, Sima Liang was nervous, and the one who felt the most unwilling was Gu Shaohuai.

"Both of us are seeds of the Demon Sect, so why must I be the one with such terrible luck?" Gu Shaohuai gritted his teeth in bitter hatred. "If I could cultivate freely, I would never be beneath Qiu Huang today!"

Shi Yuwei came downstairs. Her bearing was calm and composed, her eyes bright with spirit. It looked as though she had slept very well through the night.

Even facing the decisive