Group Stage Over! Through to the Next Round!

After Mu Yun won his match, the second round of the group stage soon drew to a close.

By then, it was already noon, and the contestants were given an hour to eat and rest.

In the stadium cafeteria.

"Brother Yun, how's your group looking? Any strong opponents?"

Liu Jianhao, seated at a table for four, took a few casual bites before setting down his chopsticks and asking.

"Not bad. A few of them are pretty strong," Mu Yun said.

He had wanted to mention Feng Ya's strange behavior that morning, but after thinking it over, he decided there was no need.

Liu Jianhao and the others hadn't kept in touch with Feng Ya since graduating from middle school. Once this competition was over, they would go their separate ways. There was no point dwelling on her.

"What about you guys?" Mu Yun picked up a piece of the cafeteria's braised pork and popped it into his mouth.

It was greasy and salty, leaving a strange sensation like his throat had been coated in paste. He had to eat several mouthfuls of rice before it went away.

He was beginning to suspect the cafeteria cook had been hired through connections.

"We're doing fine. Qualifying shouldn't be a problem." Zhao Hailong tried a bite of his food. His expression changed, and he hurriedly unscrewed a bottle of Oriental Leaf and took a long swig.

Clearly, he wasn't a fan of the cafeteria food either.

Liu Jianhao simply stopped eating. He pulled three cans of eight-treasure porridge he had bought from a vending machine out of his jacket and set them on the table.

"I had a feeling it wouldn't taste good when I saw it at the serving counter. Good thing I thought ahead and bought the last few cans of