The final round's eight-to-four matches had ended.
The four semifinal spots had been claimed one after another.
Ye Tian, Cai'er, Long Haochen, and Yang Wenzhao!
Three from the Knight Holy Temple and one from the Assassin Temple.
When Han Qian saw these results, he immediately grinned from ear to ear, and even more than half the pain from his injuries seemed to vanish.
At the very least, two of them could make it into the top three.
If he dared to hope even more, the Knight Holy Temple might sweep all three top spots.
Just imagining that scene was enough to make him wildly excited.
But Han Qian could only imagine it. Though only the Knight Holy Temple and Assassin Temple remained, with three against one, and the Knight Holy Temple seemingly held the overall advantage—
Cai'er's presence could never be ignored.
The fact that she had instantly defeated two Fifth Order Professionals in a row was enough to prove just how powerful the girl was.
What if, with the situation looking so favorable, Cai'er ended up taking the championship instead?
Then all the glory would be snatched away by the Assassin Temple.
Although Lin Chen had previously said that Cai'er had chosen to concede when facing Ye Tian, that had only been during the Preliminary Round.
Now that the competition had reached its final stage, who would believe Cai'er would concede again?
That was a Spirit Furnace, after all!
And surely the dignified Knight Holy Temple could not place its hopes of winning on its opponent conceding, even while holding a numerical advantage, could it?
"You people from the Knight Holy Temple are being far too outrageous!"
"You may have been strong in previous years, but you only held a slight advantage. This year, you've directly taken three of