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October 3, 2024

"It's OK if you are sure. Let's show those people how powerful our Celestial Alliance is today!" Xiao Ningmeng was very happy.

"That's right! As long as you defeat Tyler Juding, Brother Feiyang, you will be the best in the world!" Xiao Qiang was also in high spirits.

The improvement of Han Feiyang's strength is a great encouragement to the morale of Celestial Alliance.

Because everyone knows that the success or failure today is related to the future of the entire sect.

If Han Feiyang wins the championship in one fell swoop, the prestige of Celestial Alliance will reach an unprecedented peak.

Of course, if he loses to the Sword Sect or the Mystic Arts Order, it will also be a huge blow.

"The best in the world?"

Han Feiyang whispered secretly, his eyes flickering.

He has been looking forward to this title for a long time. If he can take advantage of today's opportunity to defeat Tyler Juding head-on.

Then he will be the best in the world among the younger generation!

Undisputed!

Thinking of this, Han Feiyang's heart was burning, and his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of Tyler Juding of the Sword Sect.

As if he had noticed something, Tyler Juding's eyes also swept over and faced Han Feiyang head-on.

The two looked at each other, full of fighting spirit.

After three seconds of confrontation, they both withdrew their eyes at the same time, as if nothing had happened, but the seeds of hostility were planted in their hearts.

Celestial Alliance and Sword Sect have always been in a competitive relationship, and Han Feiyang and Tyler Juding are the strongest geniuses of the two sects, so they are naturally often compared.

It's just that the two have never fought, so who is stronger and who is weaker is a matter of opinion.

But since the last ranking of the Tianjiao Genius List came out, Tyler Juding has been suppressing Han Feiyang.

The outside world's speculation has gradually tended to Tyler Juding being stronger.

Of course, the disciples of Celestial Alliance are naturally dissatisfied, and they are always holding back a breath of anger in their hearts.

In their opinion, the two have never fought, so why do they say that Tyler Juding is more powerful?

So Celestial Alliance attaches great importance to this competition.

Especially the match between Han Feiyang and Tyler Juding, which is the duel they have been looking forward to for a long time.

Today, the competition is not only about victory or defeat, but also the honor of the two major sects.

Under this premise, both Han Feiyang and Tyler Juding will go all out.

As time goes by, the contestants have arrived one after another.

After a night of rest, the top eight contestants are full of energy and confidence.

Because they have poured the efforts of the entire sect into them, they can be said to have made sufficient preparations.

When the stipulated time came, referee Zhang Qizhen took the lead to step onto the stage.

"Today is the last round of the competition. The rules are still the same. Draw lots first and randomly select opponents based on numbers."

"No. 1 vs. No. 8, No. 2 vs. No. 7, No. 3 vs. No. 6, No. 4 vs. No. 5."

"In the first half, there are a total of four games. The top four opponents will be decided first."

"Here, I want to remind you that fighting and sparring should be stopped at the right time. You are all the pillars of Dragonmarsh. I don't want to see anyone lose on the stage."

At this point, Zhang Qizhen paused slightly, glanced around, and then said: "Okay, no more nonsense, now, please invite the top eight contestants to come on stage to draw lots!"

Under Zhang Qizhen's shouting, the top eight contestants walked onto the stage one after another.

The first to appear were Tyler Juding and Han Feiyang, who stepped onto the stage at the same time, one on the left and one on the right.

Although they have not fought, the increasingly powerful aura of the two has already explained the problem.

After Tyler Juding and Han Feiyang, Abigail, Yan Buqi, Zhang Yiqing, Li Changmian, Wang Yun and Dustin all took the stage.

The top eight players drew lots in the order of appearance.

As before, after everyone drew lots, no one showed the number ball.

This not only added a bit of mystery, but also made the audience more curious about who was the opponent?

After the draw, the top eight players returned to their positions.

Dustin drew number 5, and his opponent was number 4.

Dustin looked around and didn't find any clues, so fortunately he gave up.

Before the game officially started, Longhushan also arranged a Peking Opera program to liven up the fun.

Although the audience was not very interested, they still gave enough face, and there was constant applause from the beginning to the end.

After the show, Zhang Qizhen walked onto the stage again, looked at the battle list in his hand, and said loudly: "The game is about to begin. The first battle will be between contestant No. 1 Han Feiyang and contestant No. 8 Yan Buqi! Now, please invite the two contestants to the stage!"

As soon as these words came out, Han Feiyang strode straight to the stage, looking very confident.

On the other hand, Yan Buqi shook his head and sighed: "It's so unlucky, how could I meet this guy?"

If it was against Li Changmian or Wang Yun, he would have a chance to fight.

It's a pity that he met Han Feiyang, who is at the top of the Tianjiao Genius list, at the beginning, which is really a headache.

"Mr. Yan! Come on! Don't let the people of Celestial Alliance look down on you!" Liu Hongxue waved her pink fist to cheer Yan Buqi up.

"Mr. Yan, don't feel pressured. Put aside the success or failure and try your best to play with style." Liu Rushuang followed to comfort him.

It's already great to be promoted to the top eight, and it's not shameful to lose against a gifted person like Han Feiyang.

"That's right! No matter whether you win or lose, just play your best!"

Yan Buqi took a deep breath, collected his mind, and stepped onto the ring.

What about Han Feiyang? He may not be powerless! -Ton


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Anonymous said…
Thank you for the update
Anonymous said…
As expected Dustin always on the last.

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