Countless spectators were wildly excited, shouting Li Yuan and Baichuan Ming's names. The spectators from Sakura Country and Xia Country, especially, watched with rapt attention.
Because today's finals would have only three rounds in total. Once someone fought their way from the second round into the final round, they would have a chance to seize the championship.
However, the truly formidable experts among the spectators, such as Hoffman, Zhu Tong, Tian Dazhuang, and the other top-ten experts who had yet to compete, such as Yin Man, mostly knew the score.
At least judging from the strength displayed, they leaned more toward Li Yuan.
Because whether it was defeating Hoffman in the Melee Tournament or Kunale in the first round of the finals, Li Yuan had displayed utterly crushing strength.
On the duel arena.
A man's name was like a tree's shadow. Facing Li Yuan, who was only a freshman yet had swept through countless geniuses with unstoppable force, Baichuan Ming, Sakura Country's number one genius, likewise felt immense pressure.
"Come."
Li Yuan smiled. "You should understand that once I make my move, your chances of winning will be very small."
If an opponent showed goodwill, Li Yuan generally would not reveal hostility either. Baichuan Ming was not as arrogant as Kunale, so Li Yuan naturally would not be overly domineering.
"Alright. Then I'll ask for guidance in your spear techniques, Li Yuan-kun," Baichuan Ming said softly. Holding his sword in both hands, he flickered and drifted forward, charging dozens of meters in an instant as he killed toward Li Yuan.
The sword struck!
Whoosh! A dazzling streak of light came slashing toward him.
Clang!
Li Yuan moved after yet arrived first. He did not lower his guard, gripping his spear with both hands and thrusting forward explosively. The spear