Fixing a match was possible, too.
But without real strength, you still would not get the Bloodthirst Essence in the end.
Unless your family coffers were deep enough to replace every contestant with your own people.
But if you had that kind of power, why would you need to fix a match?
Would you even need the Bloodthirst Essence?
The battle was decided before the two sides even exchanged blows.
Ye Lin returned to his chair and slowly sat down. He glanced at the Competition Grounds, then gently closed his eyes.
An hour later, the second elimination round ended.
Only ten challengers remained in the Competition Grounds.
They would fight in pairs.
Until a winner was decided.
"Everyone, we have now reached the third elimination round."
"The rules remain unchanged. Each pair will fight until only five contestants remain."
"Now, let us determine the matchups."
"First match: Nangong Xuanyi versus Lu Feipeng."
As the announcement ended, Nangong Xuanyi slowly rose and walked toward the Arena.
By now, he had lost all interest.
He only wanted to leave as soon as possible.
His friend had died before his eyes, and he had not dared to utter a peep.
The feeling was unbearable.
He no longer hoped to take first place.
He only wanted to leave. He only wanted to go home.
This place was destined to haunt him with grief.
He had known how it would end from the moment he arrived.
But now that the outcome had truly unfolded before his eyes, he could barely contain his sorrow.
The fight soon began.
Though he wanted to leave, Nangong Xuanyi still gave this battle everything he had.
His opponent did the same. Neither gave the other an opening, and both struck with ruthless force.
Every move was aimed at taking the