Yu Shan sighed. "We've always placed great importance on the Yin God Festival tournament. For ordinary people like us, it's one of the few chances to step onto the stage of history."
"Every Yin God Festival, any team that finishes in the top million gets recorded in its history. That's why I've insisted on breaking into the top million."
"But as more and more strong teams emerge, even this last stage is narrowing."
Bian Zhi said nothing more. He gave Yu Shan the time and location of the competition, then withdrew from the screen.
That was the end of this year's Yin God Festival.
A heavy, stifling mood settled over Si Nan Academy. Word had already spread that they would face Iron King Realm. No one thought Si Nan Academy could still win. It was impossible.
At this moment, Iron King Realm was surely delighted. They had drawn Si Realm as their opponent, and there was no chance they would lose.
Lu Yin thought it over. It seemed he would have to get serious. He'd thought they would still have two more matches.
If he wanted to attract attention, they would need to play at least one match against Iron King Realm first. Only then would word of their situation spread throughout Human Civilization, possibly reaching old acquaintances. For now, he still had to rely on Qi Meng and the others.
He took Hu Qiu to a secluded mountain in Si Nan Academy. Under Hu Qiu's puzzled, expectant gaze, he said, "Tell me, who else is in your family?"
Hu Qiu had thought Lu Yin was going to teach him more ways to use magnetic force. Why had he suddenly brought up his family?
"My family?"
"You. The White Night Clan."
Hu Qiu blinked. "The White Night Clan?"
Lu Yin