"Number 3,758?"
"That's my number."
"Then I'll go first."
Mu Yunyao glanced at her number, then at Chen Changan, and turned to fly onto the arena.
"Why are there so few participants? Just over three thousand?"
"There were probably more people in the First-class Guard competition than this, right?" Chen Changan asked curiously.
"Some people aren't participating. It's not that they don't want to; they can't."
They couldn't?
"Why?"
"Some aren't strong enough. Others have people above them who won't let them participate, so they don't reveal too much of their strength."
How strange.
Chen Changan smiled and shook his head, then looked toward Mu Yunyao's opponent.
The other person was an outside member, not from the Yun Family. Chen Changan wasn't worried about Mu Yunyao. With her strength, dealing with these people was a piece of cake.
"You're Guard Mu, right?"
"I heard that lately you..."
"Cut the chatter. Are we fighting or not?"
Before the other person could finish, Mu Yunyao cut him off.
"Hmph. You'll pay for your arrogance."
"You talk too much."
"Then take this!"
The other person hadn't expected Mu Yunyao to give him no face at all. He stopped wasting his breath and charged straight at her.
In an instant, he was right in front of Mu Yunyao. She gave a disdainful smile, then raised her fist and sent him flying with a single punch.
"Holy crap!"
"Is that woman always so violent?"
"Why did I hear something crack when she threw that punch?"
"No way, right?"
"Look at him. He's clearly hurt."
"That's terrifying. No wonder she's advanced so quickly. She really has the skills to back it up."
"After this tournament, she's definitely becoming an outside member."
"Exactly."
"Good. The winner of the first match is Number 3,758."
"Next match: Number 3,757