Reflection

We lost!

One-Eyed Eagle lost his very first match, and badly at that. A member of the Dragon Clan wiped the floor with him.

In the end, he was beaten unconscious without landing a single blow in return.

"I'm sorry..." One-Eyed Eagle was rescued from the arena. As he received treatment, he covered his face and even began to cry.

Everyone looked disappointed, but they still comforted him. "Your opponent was one of the Dragon Clan's top fighters. He dropped down from Krypton-level. There's no shame in losing to him."

Cang Tu unleashed a powerful burst of gamma radiation and laughed. "Top fighter? Please. He's only a tiny bit stronger than Haibo Mu Da. He couldn't even make the Dragon Clan delegation's team roster!"

One-Eyed Eagle hurriedly said, "You're laughing too soon. Wa Li and Feisi are both much stronger than me!"

Wa Li frowned. In truth, he and One-Eyed Eagle were about evenly matched. Seeing how badly One-Eyed Eagle had lost made his face go pale.

"What's there to be scared of, Wa Li? Your next opponent is just from a low-level civilization," Brando said optimistically.

After all, if someone was a little stronger than Haibo Mu Da, didn't that make him a top fighter?

Mu Da had once been a top-ten Nitrogen Grade champion!

One-Eyed Eagle had clearly drawn an unusually strong opponent.

At the Great Assembly, there was little time to study opponents. Matchups were randomized at the last minute, so individual ability mattered most, while any advantage from a coaching staff's advance preparations was reduced to almost nothing.

If they wanted to prepare, they had to analyze every registered contestant. They had rated One-Eyed Eagle's opponent as someone he had less than a ten percent chance of beating. They hadn't expected him to draw that very