The Resurrection Battle lasted an entire day, and fifty contestants emerged victorious.
Fatty Wade was among them—and he was in first place!
He had defeated fifteen people, the highest number of anyone present.
This confirmed everyone's suspicions. This guy really did have great potential.
"Wang Teng, that fatty survived again through sheer tenacity." The Second Prince looked at the still bruised and battered fatty below and said with a chuckle.
That fatty was obviously not weak, yet he insisted on pretending to be such a coward. It was both amusing and exasperating!
"I hope he keeps persevering, then runs into me again." Wang Teng glanced at Wade. Others only saw the fatty's cowardly exterior, but he had noticed the sharp glint that occasionally flashed through the other man's eyes.
As if sensing Wang Teng looking at him, the fatty shrank his neck back, his expression becoming even more timid.
Wang Teng could not help shaking his head with a laugh.
"...Are you a devil? What did that fatty ever do to you?" Ji Haochen could not help laughing.
"Ahem, everyone has to experience setbacks in life. Perhaps I was sent by heaven to temper him." Wang Teng coughed dryly, spouting nonsense with a perfectly serious expression.
"If the fatty heard you say that, he'd probably cry himself unconscious in the restroom." Timothy smiled and shook his head as well.
"That would only mean his resolve isn't firm enough," Wang Teng said.
Everyone was speechless.
What a fine excuse, saying his resolve was not firm enough. Anyone who got smashed around like that in front of so many people would have their mentality collapse.
"Tomorrow is the Top 275 competition. The chances of you all running into each other will keep increasing, so you should think about tomorrow's matches instead," Wang