Yu Jing stood below the arena, quietly watching the battle.
"If Yi Kun takes the field, he should be able to win this match smoothly. It's just that... Yi Kun might choose to act alone... And the two extraterrestrials sent out in the previous match were clearly at the bottom in terms of strength. They were nowhere near Maiden Chung or Monster Hand - Geno. The next two matches will definitely feature stronger fighters, and they'll still have a trump card reserved for the final match."
"I hope that guy makes it to the end."
Yu Jing naturally hoped that the extraterrestrial youth who had tormented Bai Jingjing on the live broadcast could be dealt with by his own hands.
As soon as the matchups were confirmed, Yu Jing would go find the Masked Man and discuss taking part in the final match.
Inside the preparation room.
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Dong Dong had lived in Egypt all this time and had never interacted with any of the other "Thirteen."
Of the eight-person group this time, Dong Dong's only contact with them had been his cooperation with Yu Jing the previous night when several local experts invaded.
Moreover, Dong Dong had poor verbal communication skills to begin with. Much of his body had undergone weathering, which had affected his vocal cords as well. His words were unclear, and he was not very proficient in the Chana Empire's language, so he rarely spoke.
In addition, Dong Dong, who lived in Egypt, was different from the other members of the "Thirteen."
Though Dong Dong looked like a mummy, he was unexpectedly a very kindhearted person who had no interest in human power or money. Instead, he was passionate about desert tourism and exploration. He spent most