The next day's matches held no suspense.
Since it was the quarterfinals, the Taoist priests of the Mount Longhu Celestial Masters' Mansion, as the hosts, had decided to hold the matches separately. The first group would have its two matches in the morning, and after the semifinalists were decided, there would be a break. The second group's two matches wouldn't take place until the afternoon.
So Annie hadn't gotten up at all that morning, and had no intention of watching the matches. She slept straight through until the afternoon, and it wasn't until the matches were about to start that Feng Baobao dragged her out of bed and hauled her to the arena.
Then, just as expected, Zhang Lingyu easily used his thunder techniques to fry his opponent to a crisp in the afternoon's first match, advancing to the next round. When it was Annie's turn, things were even simpler.
After seeing the miserable fate of Wang Bing, who had also used "Spirit Summoning," Feng Xingtong, who practiced the same technique, didn't dare challenge her at all. He simply stepped onto the stage, exchanged a few pleasantries, then raised both hands and announced his surrender, making Annie miss out on the chance to sleep in until she woke naturally.
Later, after talking with those two—well, Xu San and Xu Si—Annie learned that Zhang Chulan had faced Wang Ye, the young Wudang priest who had advanced, that morning. They'd already given up hope, but Wang Ye turned out to be an oddball. He could have beaten Zhang Chulan, but didn't. Instead, after sharing a meal with Zhang Chulan in the arena, he simply declared that he forfeited?
Feng Baobao's match had gone much the same way. Feng Shayan had exhausted herself fighting Jia Zhengliang the day before, and her injuries were