"What's going on? Why did you two both withdraw?"
With a single sword strike, Sword Maniac forced back the frenzied Dark Night before him, his face turning green.
Just as he was about to wash away his earlier humiliation, he received word that both his companions had already left.
This infuriated him beyond measure. Two good-for-nothings—both of them were good-for-nothings! What kind of heaven's chosen were they? They had been scared off without even the courage to fight.
He was a heaven's chosen, an unparalleled heaven's chosen.
A heaven's chosen could only die standing, never live kneeling—much less be so frightened by an enemy that he lacked even the courage to exchange blows.
There were still slots available anyway. Since those two had left, he could manage on his own.
After silently cheering himself on, just as he prepared to continue the battle, he noticed a gaze silently fixed upon him.
He could not help turning around, only to see Ye Lin standing in the distance, watching him calmly.
"This gaze... this gaze..."
Looking into Ye Lin's utterly tranquil eyes, Sword Maniac felt an inexplicable chill rise in his heart.
He had only seen such a gaze on Jian Unrivaled before—a gaze that scorned all things and regarded all living beings as ants.
That was confidence, absolute confidence. Only absolute confidence, absolute invincibility, could nurture that kind of aura, that kind of gaze.
At that thought, Sword Maniac did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately connected to the Contest Arena and left.
Seeing Sword Maniac take one look at him before decisively leaving, Ye Lin was full of question marks. It was utterly baffling.
With no opponent left, Dark Night, still in his frenzied state, suddenly stood where he was. The aura around him then gradually faded away, and