In this kind of elimination tournament where opponents were decided by random draw, unless one possessed absolute strength that eclipsed all others, whether one could place at all also depended on a bit of luck. Wang Chong, Liu Qingyuan, and Rien were all considered popular contenders for the top three. No one wanted to face them in the first round, so the moment everyone saw these matchups, their expressions varied.
Some breathed sighs of relief.
Some watched the spectacle while munching on gossip.
"This Lu Chenzhou guy is really unlucky."
"Isn't he? Knocked out in the very first round."
"Look at Rien's arms. Feels like he could twist my thigh right off."
"Take out 'feels like.' He's a beast whose vitality and blood have broken 2."
Everyone quietly sighed for Flying Swallow Martial Hall.
In the spectator stands.
Li Xianghua and Lu Guoping's hearts had risen into their throats.
"What's going on? Could there be something shady here? Why did Chenzhou run into this foreigner right away... That guy's half a head taller than Chenzhou, isn't he? He must weigh over two hundred pounds, right?"
"What shady business could there be? It was random. Stop worrying blindly. Chenzhou's Fourth Stage! Fourth Stage, understand? He's comprehended Hidden Force. Back in the old days, he could have gone out into the martial world and carved out a small patch of territory for himself. As an armed escort, even bandits wouldn't dare come sniffing around for easy pickings."
"The difference in their builds is just too great."
"Vitality and blood aren't judged by size alone. You don't understand a thing. If we're talking strength, Chenzhou might not be weaker than this foreigner... Just focus on the match."
After Lu Guoping gave her a talking-to, Li Xianghua tiptoed over to Shi Ruyu's seat nearby