Before long, as the morning sun grew more intense, the first group of eight contestants began their matches in the round of sixteen.
Since there was limited space and Annie was in the last team of the second group, it wasn't her turn yet. The eight contestants in the first group would compete across the four arenas first, and the second group would take their turns in order once a winner emerged and an arena became available.
That was why Annie was in the stands right now, sitting on the railing beside Xu San and Xu Si, swinging her feet as she watched the idiot Feng Baobao compete.
"Are you guys really not going to watch Zhang Chulan?"
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Annie watched the idiot Feng Baobao still struggling against her opponent—the guy who snorted through his nose. He occasionally forced her back, and it looked like the fight wouldn't end anytime soon. Bored, she turned to Xu San and Xu Si beside her and asked:
"What if he loses?"
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"Wouldn't that ruin your plan?"
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"Aren't you worried at all?"
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Annie knew that this time, both Feng Baobao and she were only here to join in the fun and make sure Zhang Chulan won in the end. If Zhang Chulan didn't measure up and got eliminated early, there'd be no reason for them to stick around.
Maybe she'd keep competing and get a taste of being that whatever-it-was, Celestial Master?
Or maybe she'd just forfeit her next match?
Either way, she didn't really care whether Zhang Chulan won or lost. She really was just here to have fun.
"What's there to worry about?"
"He's got the advantage of striking when the other guy least expects it, he knows his opponent inside out, and he's looked into Tang Wenlong's background.