The audience stands.
"Look, the contestants are coming out."
"I don't care about anything else. I just want to know when that scumbag Xia Ping will lose and get beaten to a pulp."
"Exactly. That's the only reason I bought a ticket to watch the match in person."
"His opponent in the first match is Liu Liang from Second High School. I hear he's a peak Martial Apprentice Ninth Heaven expert and the favorite to win, second only to Qin Muyang. He's incredibly powerful."
"Indeed. I've heard of him, too. He's famous at Second High School and knows the advanced martial skill Spirit Snake Four Absolute Hands. He's extremely strong, almost on par with Qin Muyang.
Two or three experts at the peak of the Martial Apprentice Realm once ganged up on him, but he knocked them all down on the spot and sent them to the hospital for three months. Every bone in their bodies was broken."
"No way. He's that vicious even against opponents at the same level? Looks like Xia Ping is done for. No matter how strong that kid is, he's only at the Martial Apprentice Eighth Heaven."
"Just watch. He'll get beaten horribly and beg for mercy in the ring."
The audience buzzed with discussion as they watched Xia Ping and the other contestants enter. Xia Ping's popularity was overwhelmingly high, and countless spectators were focused on him.
Soon, Xia Ping and Liu Liang were standing in the ring, while the other contestants made their way to their own arenas one after another.
"Xia Ping."
Liu Liang stared at Xia Ping, his eyes like a venomous snake's. "There's nowhere to run in the ring. Let me make this clear: even if you beg for mercy now, I won't spare you. Never."
He clenched his fists,