I'll give you time to catch up-until I'm too far ahead for you to see!

Xie Yue and Yan had always been close friends, and Xie Yue had always seen how sincere Yan's feelings for Nana were. He didn't mind giving his friend a hand.

Xie Yue had deliberately refrained from competing with Yan for tenth place. Of course, even if he had tried, he might not have beaten the fiercely determined Yan.

Yet Tang San had swooped in and stolen the prize in the end. How could Yan possibly accept that?

The assessment would take a while longer. For now, none of the top ten had volunteered to challenge one another. After all, they had already fought the battles they needed to fight and had a good grasp of one another's strength.

Just then, Gangzi finally arrived at the Venue, fashionably late.

The Spirit Hall guards hadn't wanted to let Gangzi in, but they had no grounds to keep him outside. Pope Bibi Dong had even specifically instructed them not to stop him if he came.

The guards could only let him through.

After hurrying inside, Gangzi took a couple of ragged breaths, then proudly lifted his head and puffed out his chest. The hem of his shabby black-and-white academic robe stirred despite the lack of wind, displaying all the bearing of a Theory Grandmaster.

He said nothing, but his arrogant expression seemed to say it all.

Look! Tang San, the tenth-ranked genius on the continent, is my disciple! Let's see who still dares deny my talent as a Theory Grandmaster!

But no one regarded him as a grandmaster at all. Everyone stared at Gangzi with distaste.

Even Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened. He hadn't expected this useless disgrace of a son to have the nerve to show up.

Even deep in Tang San's eyes, a trace of disgust surfaced. If not for the Twin