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On the twelfth day of the tournament, the Chang'an Team returned from its scheduled rest to face its first fierce battle.
Only four members were fit to fight: Niel Seven, Ji Bochang, Mei Jibo, and Ma Liang, who had recovered from his injuries and rejoined the team but was not yet in peak condition.
Pitting that depleted lineup of four against Lyon Academy's seven starters was plainly unrealistic.
"Let me fight!" Xiao Yi clenched her fingers tightly, her expression composed and her voice quiet.
Chen Xiaojun's swordlike brows drew together slightly. Tapping the tactical board with his fingertips, he replied, "No. You were injured three days ago, then spent the day before yesterday saving people, and now you want to fight? Do you think you're made of iron?"
In the end, the Chang'an Team's captain-Chen Xiaojun-stepped onto the tournament stage for the first time.
Everyone had known this would happen.
And so, the moment he appeared, the entire venue erupted, cheers crashing like thunder.
His devoted fans and his opponents' supporters alike focused their eyes on him.
For he was the Third-Place Laureate, ranked third on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking, and the only young genius from Fasno Province to make the top ten.
Nor were those his only laurels.
He possessed brilliant literary talent, his stories and poems circulating far and wide; his mastery of soul master theory was profound, his insights unique.
The legendary finest student in Fasinuo Province!
The Third-Place Laureate's ink-black hair streamed in the surging soul power, his formidable reputation becoming a tangible pressure that enveloped the arena.
His fans waved Chang'an flags high, while the opposing supporters held their breath-if the Lyon Team could topple this genius who excelled in both letters and arms, its fame would spread