Reality often added insult to injury.
The instant she heard the score, Liu Yingrong froze.
Jiang Changlun had let Park Hee-eun strike his vital points with ease. It felt like a dream.
Jiang Changlun, Jiang Hao's son and the second-ranked sophomore at Eastern Glory University, hadn't scored a single point against Park Hee-eun!!
He hadn't even done as well as Smeil, who ranked fifth!
How was that possible?!
Everyone from Nanrong looked at Ban Dingyuan. They couldn't shake the feeling that he had foreseen this outcome when he stopped Zong Maohui from warming up.
Ban Dingyuan smiled. "I've fought Jiang Changlun before, so I know how strong he is."
Shi Tao frowned. "But I remember you beat him 30-19 after you set foot on the path of the believer. It wasn't an easy win. Without stepping onto that path, you definitely wouldn't have been his match. I always thought he was the strongest person who hadn't taken that step... Wait! Ban Dingyuan, did you?!"
Ban Dingyuan laughed without explaining.
Qin Siyang shook his head.
Jiang Changlun must have paid quite a lot to get Ban Dingyuan to throw a match.
Zhao Longfei glared at Ban Dingyuan. "Don't let it happen again!"
"Heh, heh." Ban Dingyuan just kept chuckling without answering.
Jiang Changlun walked off the stage, red-faced, and muttered, "There was nothing I could do. Park Hee-eun's sequence counters mine."
"Counters yours..." Liu Yingrong almost swore on instinct, but then remembered that, as a university president, she had to maintain her dignity. She swallowed the words.
No matter how badly her level or sequence countered yours, surely you could have scored at least one point if you'd fought with everything you had?!
Park Hee-eun had only stepped onto the path of the believer. She hadn't become a god!
Besides, Park