Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Five Great Teams

Once Feng Shang secured his victory, the remaining opponents were no longer a threat. Mao Xuanzi patted Han Tianyue on the shoulder and said, "With our win, there’s no suspense left. Why not take this moment to watch the battles of the other teams?"

While Fang Zhe still had to wait for his turn in the ring, the other three arenas were ablaze with fierce competition.

"That chubby guy isn’t weak. Let’s go watch their match!" Mao Xuanzi and Han Tianyue made their way to the arena where Jin Qian and his team were competing. The first fighter on their side was Ming Ce. Despite his rugged appearance, Ming Ce was astonishingly agile. He held a ledger in his hands, and every time he attacked, he would flip through its pages.

"He's so fast!" Although it appeared as though the pages remained still, a careful eye could see that with each strike, Ming Ce would open to a new page before snapping the ledger shut again. Han Tianyue noticed the page turning, but had no idea what was actually written within.

A chorus of harsh, cawing laughter rose, as if a flock of crows had descended from the sky. Both Mao Xuanzi and Han Tianyue turned their attention to another nearby arena. "Who are they?" they wondered aloud.

Jin Qian, ever observant, had already spotted them and came forward. "That's An," he said.

"An?" Han Tianyue was puzzled.

But Mao Xuanzi recognized the name. "I thought he wouldn’t participate!"

"That guy’s always so cryptic—who could ever guess what he’s thinking?" Jin Qian laughed. "So, Mao Xuanzi, you’ve come to watch our match, have you?"

Mao Xuanzi replied, "With you here, Jin Qian, no one can afford to take things lightly!"

Jin Qian gave a cold chuckle before turning to Han Tianyue. "And who is this student?"

"I’m Han Tianyue," Han Tianyue quickly introduced himself.

"Han Tianyue!" Jin Qian glanced him over and continued to Mao Xuanzi, "This is the very Han Tianyue for whom Prince Mao risked everything to avenge, and yet, somehow, he’s come back to life!"

Mao Xuanzi nodded in affirmation.

The names Han Tianyue and Prince Mao were legendary at the school—everyone knew them. Now, with Han Tianyue appearing in person, a crowd gathered to watch, making the area around the arena livelier than the competitions themselves.

They had intended to watch the other matches, but because of Han Tianyue’s fame, Mao Xuanzi and Han Tianyue had no choice but to return to their own arena. Just then, Fang Zhe descended the stage in triumph.

Next up was Mao Xuanzi. The moment he stepped onto the stage, his fiery hair flared up like a crown, and with an overwhelming display of force, he swept his opponent aside, tossing them from the ring. Mao Xuanzi was victorious—meaning that Han Tianyue advanced without ever having to fight.

As the referee prepared to record the results, an announcement rang out: "The second qualifying team has emerged!"

Mao Xuanzi was startled.

Hot on its heels came another announcement: "The third qualifying team has emerged!"

Someone had advanced even before Mao Xuanzi’s team. All eyes turned to the second team to qualify: An, Ghost Hand, Failed Stroke, and Broken Hand.

"I’ve never even heard of them!" Fang Zhe exclaimed in surprise.

Mao Xuanzi approached Fang Zhe and explained, "Actually, An was also invited to join the Legendary Group, just like Jie, but while she refused outright, An never gave an answer."

"The fourth qualifying team has emerged!"

This team consisted of Jin Qian, Criminal, Lie Tu, and Ming Ce.

"And now, the final qualifying team has emerged—the first all-female team in the event’s history!"

They were students of Tutor Yun: Zhang Min, Huang Ya, Qing Ni, and the sole male, Tie Mu.

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