In the first round, Ling Tian, number one hundred, faced Fairy Meng Shang, number ninety-nine. In the second round, he would face number ninety-eight, and so on. In the ninety-eighth round, he would face Huan Xin, while his final match would be against Fairy Lei Ying.
Fairy Meng Shang was number ninety-nine, so she would face Huan Xin and Lei Ying before him. If she fought them with all her strength, she would surely wear them down considerably, giving Ling Tian a better chance when he faced them.
Only then did Ling Tian realize this. He knitted his brows. "Meng Shang, I just realized you deliberately chose number ninety-nine and let me take number one hundred. You'll always face my upcoming opponents before I do, and with your strength, you'll wear them down considerably..."
"Mm, yes. So what?" Fairy Meng Shang replied coolly, looking unconcerned.
"When you face Huan Xin, even if you win, you'll be greatly weakened. By the time you face Fairy Lei Ying, you won't have recovered to your peak. You'll have little chance of winning against her." Ling Tian tried to persuade her. "Why don't I take number ninety-nine instead? I'm confident I can still defeat Lei Ying after fighting Huan Xin, or at least hold my own against her."
"If you can do it, so can I," Fairy Meng Shang replied, her voice devoid of emotion. "Besides, everyone in the Immortal Realm already knows our numbers. There's no way to change them now."
Wen Yan, Ling Tian knew she was right. His brow furrowed.
Knowing that Ling Tian was worried about her warmed Fairy Meng Shang's heart, but her tone remained as cool as ever. "Don't worry. I have an eighty percent chance of defeating Huan Xin. Even if I'm greatly weakened, I won't lose