"Young Master, I didn't let you down. I won."
Wang Ba had won the match and came up to Chen Changan, his face alight with excitement.
Seeing how thrilled Wang Ba was, Chen Changan smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Remember, you're no worse than anyone else. Don't doubt yourself. Always believe in yourself."
"I'll remember that, Young Master."
"Good. Who's next?"
"Me!"
Wang Ba's victory had left Guan Ao itching to try his hand.
On the other side, Wang Ba's performance had made everyone in the Battle Arena take them seriously. They had all cast aside their disdain.
Without hesitation, Guan Ao picked an opponent and entered the barrier.
An expert's skill showed the moment he struck. As soon as they exchanged blows, his opponent knew he was no match for Guan Ao.
"Forget it. No need to keep fighting. The outcome's decided."
"You win."
Guan Ao hadn't expected him to concede so quickly. He hadn't even had his fill yet, and the match was already over?
"You're really done?" Guan Ao asked, disgruntled.
"Fight, my ass. I'm no match for you anyway. This is a match, not a fight to the death. Why waste the time? I don't enjoy getting beaten up."
"Uh... all right."
Seeing Guan Ao win just like that, Da Huang asked with a grin, "Does that mean the three of us can skip the matches and go straight through?"
"No. Conceding is one thing, but you still have to fight. That's the procedure."
"You're awfully strict about the rules. Can't you be a little flexible?"
"No. All we know is that the rules must be followed. You have to win a match to pass."
"Fine. Then I pick you."
Da Huang sighed helplessly, then chose the person who had just answered him as