"Eve Harkins." Chen Ligu frowned. "Not good, not bad."
"Cat thinks it counts as a good draw," Jiang Han said.
Why did Eve Harkins count as neither good nor bad in Chen Ligu's eyes?
Because this Eileen Cup bracket was a little strange. At the very bottom were Jiang Han and Ji Haijun, the two bizarre free-win dispensers. It might sound hard to believe, but among the entire top thirty-two group, the other thirty contestants all felt they had an eighty-percent chance of beating those two.
At the very top were Maria, Wei Changqing, [Shadow Dragon] Alice Vanderk, and Euclia. Three Greedy Umbrellas and one Shadow Dragon—the top-tier strength was completely stacked. Of the twenty-six people in the group aside from those four and Jiang Han and Teacher Ji, their odds of beating any of them were practically only forty percent.
Between the top tier, the bottom tier, and the upper-middle tier, Eve Harkins was considered to be on the same level as Dinesha.
Both Dinesha and Eve were witches who had exhausted their tactics and burned through huge stores of consumables. They were strong, but neither had much chance left of taking the championship.
That was why Chen Ligu called it a draw that was neither good nor bad.
Her opponent would fight desperately, but her opponent's tactics had been depleted.
The former was fatal to Jiang Han. She was finding it hard to deal with witches willing to stake their lives. But the latter was equally crucial to Jiang Han—once the tactics were laid bare, they became much easier to handle. On top of that, Jiang Han had genuinely dealt with the Kasha sisters. Though everyone still felt that [Cat Han's method for breaking forward pressure was as shitty as snow], better safe than sorry. Who the hell