Cheng Jing.
This name was not unfamiliar to those following the grand competition.
She was one of the most outstanding disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley's current generation, famed for spear arts that bordered on the divine and exquisitely intricate Illusion Formations.
But it had only been a single year since she broke through from Great Cang Realm Peak to Half-Step Heavenly Lord. Among all the Half-Step Heavenly Lords in the top twenty, she had the shallowest experience, and her accumulation was comparatively the thinnest as well.
In the previous rounds of battle, Cheng Jing was Though Powerful, but she had never encountered a truly top-tier formidable opponent.
That she could make it into the top twenty, in many people's eyes, was certainly due to her solid foundation, but her strength among the top twenty probably could only rank near the bottom, perhaps even not as good as some of the experts who had been eliminated, such as Feng Butong of the Dan Chen Sect.
Many people all believed that Feng Butong's strength was actually above Cheng Jing's.
Yet, of all people, the one who stopped outside the top twenty was Feng Butong, while the one who entered the top twenty was Cheng Jing.
And now, this draw result.
Chen Fei, the greatest dark horse of this grand competition, the legend who had struck down Yu Jinsheng against the odds at Great Cang Realm Peak, against Cheng Jing, the one considered the weakest link among the top twenty, a Half-Step Heavenly Lord who had advanced not long ago.
Countless gazes turned toward where Chen Fei was, and within those gazes were surprise and amusement.
"Cheng Jing? Chen Fei's opponent is actually Cheng Jing?"
"This draw luck is way too good, isn't it?"
"Cheng Jing is also a Half-Step Heavenly Lord, but