"Oh no! I overslept!" The clock on the bedside table read 10:11. (The selection tournament had started at eight in the morning, and Xiao Yan was scheduled for the twentieth match. Assuming each match took a little over ten minutes on average, his turn was just about due.)
Xiao Yan changed into his uniform, quickly washed up, then grabbed the gleaming Ultra Ball on the table and rushed out the door.
"This is so boring... Watching these grunts fight really makes me want to sleep. Not one of them is strong." The Team Flare instructors sat in the VIP viewing seats, watching the matches. One of the male elites yawned.
"Just wait! The top rookie will be up soon," Feng said coldly from beside him.
"So where is this year's top rookie?" The male elite narrowed his eyes as he searched the venue for the rookie everyone was talking about.
The female instructor among them listened, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.
"Oh dear! We're already on the nineteenth match, and there's still no sign of our top rookie. Don't tell me he overslept again!"
The female instructor deliberately raised her voice for Feng to hear. Feng ignored his colleagues and simply focused on the match.
"What on earth is that Xiao Yan guy doing? It's this late, and he still isn't here!" Meng Tingting said angrily from the waiting area.
"Haha! Then we'll win without even fighting." The two chubby male members beside her burst out laughing. Meng Tingting shot them a fierce glare, then kept silently cursing her partner for still not showing up.
"Sorry I'm late." Xiao Yan scratched his head awkwardly. Once the two chubby men saw him in person, they stopped laughing. Meanwhile, Xiao Yan and Meng Tingting met each other's eyes, and both