Draw

"Good!" Tetsu shouted himself. It was obvious just how happy he was.

They had been losing the whole time earlier, and it had left him thoroughly frustrated.

The 1st Grade juniors were equally excited, and their confidence soared. They were now looking forward to the matches ahead.

This opening had come at just the right time. Eichi remained as calm as ever. This was only the first match—it was just beginning.

This did not have much of an impact on Indigo Academy. They still believed they could win.

Only their team director frowned slightly, gripped by a bad feeling.

Most importantly, he felt that the 1st Grade students had a completely different spirit about them.

If the 2nd Grade students felt like a Beedrill to him, then the 1st Grade students were like a Venusaur—powerful and steady.

The matches continued one after another. There were wins and losses in the matches that followed, and a pleased smile gradually appeared on Director Liu's face.

"Eichi, I think we can win!" Tetsu said excitedly.

So far, Long Chuan and the others had already won four matches. As long as they won two more, they would win this round.

They were now at the eighth match. The score between the two academies was three to four, with one match ending in a draw.

Whether they could win in the end depended on the last two matches.

"Boss, don't worry. I'll definitely win," Second Place vowed to Long Chuan.

Long Chuan nodded. "Go on. Good luck. You'll definitely win. Don't disgrace Silver Academy."

Second Place walked forward under everyone's watchful gaze.

Indigo Academy across from them no longer had the confidence they had shown before.

Second Place stepped onto the Battle Arena with a solemn expression.

At the referee's command, he threw out his