After Ling Yao and Alcardes left the arena, the second match of the morning was Ailongtan versus Christian.
Facing an opponent who had not even reached the Peak, it was another match without any suspense. Ailongtan claimed victory in utterly crushing fashion and earned the cheers of the entire venue.
By the afternoon, it was finally Luo Jun's turn to compete.
After the host's announcement, Luo Jun and Jin Fei left the contestants' section together. In the corridor, Jin Fei squinted his narrow eyes and extended a hand toward Luo Jun. "Little Luo, please go easy on me out there. That giant mech of yours is terrifyingly fierce, so take it easy when you strike." Luo Jun could tell that, unlike with Little Gonzales, Jin Fei was sincerely showing goodwill. He reached out and shook his hand. "What are you talking about? Brother Jin's Martial Combat Faction skills are masterful and rarely matched. I should be the one asking you to go easy on me."
The two exchanged a look, then laughed at the same time. Jin Fei said, "Let's not keep flattering each other. Once this match is over, our group will probably produce the weakest quarterfinalist of this tournament."
That was true. The top sixteen had an exceptionally high concentration of Peak-level contestants. Of the six who had advanced so far, five were at the Peak. Even Xue Lan, the sole exception, was Yu Hua's granddaughter, with extraordinary talent and attainments. Jin Fei knew he was no match for her either. Being able to make it this far was already Heaven's favor; the quarterfinals would probably be the end of his journey. "Don't sell yourself short," Luo Jun said with a smile. "Maybe our group will produce the champion in the end."
Jin Fei was briefly stunned, then