Fu Wanli had not fully recovered from the injuries he had suffered in the previous semifinal bout.
But his gaze was resolute as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Today was the day I made my name!
There was room for one more among the Southern Glory Freshman Prodigies!
Fu Wanli stepped into the arena brimming with confidence. After the trial by fire of the semifinals, he was convinced that [Phantom Assassin] was the strongest sequence. As the strongest freshman at Southern Glory below its prodigies, he still felt terrifyingly powerful, even with his injuries.
Besides, one of Western Glory University's first-year freshmen had been badly injured in the semifinal against Beizhen. The contestant taking the stage now was a substitute, just like him.
[Phantom Assassin] was the best in the world. I had the advantage!
But that confidence did not last long.
When his opponent, Yu Yongshui of Western Glory University, stepped into the arena, Fu Wanli froze.
"...What are all those colorful things you're wearing?"
Yu Yongshui looked slightly puzzled. "Artifacts. Don't you have any?"
"I do, but..."
Fu Wanli glanced at the Tier Two Ming Blade in his hand and the borrowed Tier Three Armor on his body, then scratched his head.
Looking at the assortment of artifacts his opponent held, he still struggled to take it all in.
So a match didn't depend entirely on personal ability? You could win with help from artifacts, too?
But why had Brother Qin and the others never used these outrageously powerful artifacts when they sparred with me? Surely they weren't short on artifacts...
Fu Wanli's gaze steadied. Brother Qin and the others must have been looking out for me, keeping a poor guy like me from feeling inferior among them!
*They really were the best