Nine times out of ten, life did not go as one wished.
And with this festival underway, nine times out of ten, the elimination rate was brutally high as well.
This was only the initial screening, after all. There was no need to risk their lives. Even if they failed repeatedly, it was enough to secure a ticket before everything ended.
".Why are you following me? Our information deal is already over, isn't it?"
"You seem to like Xiao Mu too, don't you?"
Lu PingAn's expression changed drastically at those words.
"No, I'm not, really, I'm not—I don't want to go to jail!"
".I'm serious. Stop joking around."
As he spoke, Lao Qian revealed an expression caught between laughter and tears.
Although he had indeed been "fooled" at first, this guy had stopped even pretending later on. Naturally, anything that should have been seen through had been.
But Lao Qian had also seen something else. Though he did not know who this impostor truly was, he was certainly more trustworthy than the Su Xi from before.
Some things were difficult to conceal, such as this man's usual "lawful stance," and the way he looked at those two girls...
".Getting through the preliminaries isn't actually difficult, but from here on, I can only sit in the stands. I've already lost my fighting spirit."
Other professions might be weakened by age and physical decline, but for fighters who lived entirely off their bodies, it meant being crippled outright.
Even more fatal was the "inability to keep training" and "cessation of real combat refinement" brought by physical decline. In Lao Qian's words, he had lost his "fighting heart" and was no longer qualified to step onto the Martial God's stage.
Someone like him could barely make it into the second round, but that