Back at the arena, Xuan Zi looked at everyone and said casually, "It's fine. A loss is a loss. Ten thousand years of glory won't put food on the table."
Gu Xingyue, who had just come in from outside, happened to hear this and immediately looked puzzled. "Huh? Don't I remember you going on about 'ten thousand years of glory' every day outside? Why the sudden change of tune?"
"That's something I only talk about, not act on," Xuan Zi answered without thinking.
Hearing that answer, Gu Xingyue had nothing to say.
He did not care much for that stuff himself, but Xuan Zi wielded the Glory Gu without being consumed and controlled by it. Wasn't that a little beyond the limits?
Still, Gu Xingyue did not dwell on it. After all, it would soon be his turn to take the stage.
He would be competing in the upcoming elimination matches.
The hour-long rest passed in a flash.
Huo Yutong walked over with a glass of ice water in her hands and offered it to him. "Here, have some water."
Although Gu Xingyue was not particularly thirsty, he accepted Huo Yutong's kind gesture.
There was even more ice in the glass than in Luckin coffee. What incredible value!
Looking into the glass, he could not help saying, "Yutong, this ice water of yours won't burn my heart when I drink it."
"Yes, keep it steady," Huo Yutong said softly with a shy smile.
Gu Xingyue looked at her and asked casually, "Where did you get this ice? It feels even cooler than eating a hundred Choc Ice bars and downing a hundred bottles of chilled Sprite in one go."
Huo Yutong raised a slender finger, and a ball of ice condensed out of thin air above her palm. "Don't forget,