Ning Qingxuan came to Lin Zhen's side, a soul-stirring smile on her face.
"Lin Zhen, I'm proud of you."
"Hehe, the afternoon battle hasn't even begun, and Xuan'er is already proud. What if I lose?"
"It doesn't matter if you lose. Yin Tianhuo is very strong to begin with. I only hope you won't drag things into a prolonged battle. If you can't win, then give up. Reaching the Yellow Class means you've already completed your mission perfectly."
"We'll see. I'll do my best to fight for it. Maybe I'll manage to pass again."
"Mm, just don't force yourself. Your divine body is incredibly powerful, practically an Undying Body. I don't think anyone can kill you instantly. Even if you lose, you'll be able to withdraw calmly."
Ning Qingxuan was very relaxed. In her view, Lin Zhen could fail at most; there was no danger to his life.
Lin Zhen said nothing. He looked over the tournament schedule.
There still weren't any matchups between true super experts this round. People like Michel, Dongfang Yu, and Zhao Lihua had not encountered one another.
Only sixty-four people remained now. Once half were eliminated, there would be only thirty-two left. The surviving Eternal Life Stage fighters and the weaker Three Flowers Martial Artists would undoubtedly be eliminated.
Even if he could defeat Yin Tianhuo, his opponent in the next round would undoubtedly still be a powerful expert.
"How much time is there between the afternoon matches?"
Ning Qingxuan thought for a moment. "There's a ten-minute interval between every match."
Lin Zhen nodded silently. Ten minutes. It seemed he could make use of that.
"Please rest assured, National Teacher. I know Lin Zhen's strength very well. He is absolutely no match for me."
Yin Tianhuo, with his wild red hair and fierce, untamed