After introducing the contestants, a servant approached the stage while carrying a small box.

"This is what will decide your matchups. Whoever holds the same numbers will be fighting that round. That is all."

A moment later, the contestants picked their number.

Yuan looked at the paper in his hands.

'Number 1'

"The matches will be in the order of the number, so whoever has number one will be the first to fight," said the announcer on the stage.

"I am first," Yuan said.

The announcer nodded and looked at the other seven. "Who has the other number 1?"

"Haaa…"

Someone there sighed as he raised his hand into the air.

"It's me…" Wang Ming said in a defeated voice.

He turned to look at Yuan and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect to lose on the first round. What bad luck."

"Everyone but the fighters for the first round please leave the stage!" The announcer said.

Very quickly, everyone but Wang Ming and Yuan left the stage.

"What about our weapons?" Yuan asked.

are coming." The

moments later, two people could be seen walking onto the stage with

of them approached Yuan and offered him a sword made out of steel, which was out of Yuan's expectation, as he'd expected to be using a

noticed that the blade of this sword was very dull— so dull that if used to

didn't mean the sword wouldn't do any damage, as it

surrenders or faints. Stepping outside the stage will also be considered an automatic loss. Lastly, you are not to inflict

will begin when

and

returned

held their swords in front

this, the announcer said, "Match

the match, Yuan took a step forward and used his movement technique, instantly closing their

saw this coming after dueling with Yuan many

Clang!

of metal colliding echoed in the

Clang! Clang! Clang!

of them continued to challenge each other without giving themselves any

Ming knew that a prolonged fight against Yuan would immensely lower his chances of winning due to Yuan's seemingly inexhaustible stamina, so he could only go all out at the beginning and hope that Yuan

Ming in such a manner! I have heard about Player Yuan's talents, but I didn't think he was this

to defend against

taking a second to rest for many minutes now. I don't think this round will last

spectators had predicted, the fight between Yuan and Wang Ming didn't last long, lasting only 10 minutes when Wang Ming got tired

Yuan!" The

Wang Ming bowed to Yuan after

"Good fight."

a seat at the

thought you had been practicing the polearms recently. How come you're so much stronger than our last fight? Don't

sword in the

on me this entire time?" Wang Ming looked at him with

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