Long Haochen's opponent was a tall knight.
He stood about six feet tall, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, with dense, naturally curly brown hair.
In his right hand, he held a broadsword even wider than an ordinary greatsword, while his left held a heavy shield shaped like a pointed wedge, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
Strangely, he wore no defensive armor whatsoever.
The way he looked at Long Haochen was also filled with obvious arrogance.
"I heard you won yesterday by relying on a Power Accumulation skill?"
"You're only at the fourth step, yet you can learn a fifth-step Secret Skill. That proves your background must be decent. But I advise you not to use such a trash skill in front of me, or you'll lose horribly!"
Knight Number Four spoke coldly, his words dripping with contempt.
Faced with the pre-match trash talk, Long Haochen remained completely unaffected. Sword and shield in hand, his expression was exceptionally calm.
"There are no trash skills, only trash people."
Hearing this, Knight Number Four's expression turned even colder, and a trace of anger clearly rose in his eyes.
Before the match had even begun, the two were already locked in confrontation.
"Isn't this Knight Number Four way too arrogant? He isn't even wearing armor, and isn't that attitude just humiliating?"
In the resting area.
Li Xin glared fiercely at Knight Number Four.
Ye Hua's hands had long since clenched into fists. It was as if he had seen himself being humiliated by others in the past, and he felt it all too deeply.
Ye Tian, however, narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke softly to comfort them.
"Calm down. That bit of arrogance may be Haochen's only chance at victory!"
Ye Hua took a deep breath and nodded stiffly.
"Ye Tian is