Misfortunes never came alone.
Just as this thought surfaced in Ye Hua's mind, the light sphere directly above the Knight Trial Ground suddenly stopped spinning.
The referee's voice rang out.
"Number Six versus Number Ninety-Seven. Contestants, enter the arena!"
"How could this be?!"
Ye Hua and Long Haochen's expressions changed at the same time.
How could they be this unlucky?
Of all people, they had drawn opponents from the same Knight Branch Hall.
If their luck had been even a little better, both Long Haochen and Li Xin could have advanced smoothly to the final round. Yet they had run into each other in the last round of the Elimination Match.
Ye Hua opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Ye Tian, however, rubbed his forehead, a strange expression on his face.
Was this what it meant to be the protagonist?
After enduring hardships and dangers, he would always find a way out of desperate circumstances. It really was enviable treatment.
On the viewing platform.
The Holy Knights all wore regretful expressions.
"Number Ninety-Seven's luck is simply awful. He just went through a difficult battle yesterday, and now he's facing a fifth-rank opponent today."
"Perhaps this is fate!"
Even the Holy Knight Commander could not help shaking his head regretfully.
But soon, he softly consoled them. "Don't jump to conclusions yet. Perhaps Number Ninety-Seven will surprise us again?"
"But Number Six is already twenty-one. If she loses this time, she won't be able to participate in the Demon Hunter Squad selection competition again!"
For a moment, the Holy Knight Commander was in a difficult position as well.
Reaching the fifth rank at twenty-one—her talent was even better than Number Four, who had been eliminated yesterday, his own grandson.
Such a promising talent naturally ought to enter a Demon Hunter