"Final round..."
Wang Tai shook his head and said, "It looks like the daughter you favor is going to lose."
He admitted that Xu Jingming was indeed a once-in-a-century genius.
But the difference in age and rank was right there. It would be difficult for twenty-year-old Xu Jingming, a Seventh-Order Lower, to defeat Wu Xuan, who was already over sixty and an Eighth-Order Upper Position.
"Xiao Xi was at a disadvantage to begin with. It's normal for her to lose."
Leng Cang could not help but sigh as well.
Though he said that, his eyes remained fixed tightly on Xu Jingming.
He was looking forward to seeing whether a miracle would happen in the upcoming match.
"Wu Xuan is an Eighth-Order Upper Position Elemental Wind-Type A-rank Grandmaster.
"In terms of speed, even if I spread my Thunder Dragon Wings, I wouldn't be able to catch up with him.
"In other words, it's fundamentally impossible to engage him in close combat..."
Xu Jingming stood tall at the very front of the floating island.
As he waited for the match to begin, he silently considered his next strategy.
With a full major rank separating them, a Lightning Type Metahuman like him competing in speed against a Wind-Type Ability user was no different from seeking death.
If he relied solely on close combat, he would only be kited endlessly. He might not even catch a glimpse of Wu Xuan before being bombarded to death by all kinds of wind-type Battle Techniques.
But Xu Jingming was not just a Martial Warrior. He was also an elementalist!
His body might not be able to catch Wu Xuan, but his lightning-type Battle Techniques could!
Then we'll see whose spell-type Battle Techniques are stronger.
At the same time, the referee's voice rang out beside him:
"Please prepare