“Ah! You don’t have to bear with it. Just don’t sneeze at us again,” one of them said hurriedly.
“Erm… I’ll try my best!” Icy said shyly with an embarrassed expression on his face.
Leng Ruoxue saw that the host was already on stage and about to speak, so she suppressed her smile and said to Zhou Kun and the others, “The competition is about to begin. Don’t block my view.”
“Uh! Yes, yes!” All the mystics from Sun Zhou City limped to their seats with trembling bodies. They had fallen quite heavily just now! They had finally returned to their seats, but they still had to suffer such mental torture. Boohoo…
“Where’s Meilin?” Zhou Kun asked when he didn’t see Sun Meilin.
“Miss Sun was taken away by her bodyguards,” a mystic explained. The little princess of the Sun family had been humiliated again and in front of the young master of the Leng family. Of course, it was impossible for her to return. Moreover, Sun Meilin probably wouldn’t participate in the remaining rounds.
“Stay here obediently. I’ll go see her.” Zhou Kun turned and left.
Not long after he left, the host’s voice sounded on the stage, and the matches began.
Today’s matches were divided into nine groups, and Leng Ruoxue and the others were almost all gathered in the first five groups. In other words, one or two people would be participating in the matches of the first five groups.
But what was unbelievable was that when it was their turn to go on stage, their opponents actually didn’t even want to fight with them and directly admitted defeat.
The following few days were the same. When they went on stage, their opponents would directly admit defeat no matter how strong their opponents were.
At the residence of Leng Ruoxue and the others…
Everyone was gathered in the living room, discussing the situation over the past few days.
“Little Lan Lan, what’s going on? Could this be Zhou Kun and the others’ strategy again?” Old Zao asked in bewilderment. For some reason, advancing too easily made him feel a little uneasy.
“I don’t know either. This has never happened before,” Lan Ming said gloomily. In the past few days, many presidents of Mystic Association branches had congratulated him because Leng Ruoxue and the others had already entered the top 20. Mystics who could enter the top 20 had the chance to be accepted as disciples by the elders of the headquarters. This was a great thing for mystics. But he knew that Leng Ruoxue and the others didn’t care about this at all.
“I still say the same thing. We’ll deal with whatever comes. You’re thinking too much,” Leng Ruoxue said calmly as she leaned in Freak’s arms.
“Xue’er is right. It’s useless to think about this now. I think those people think they’re not our match, so they want to preserve their strength to prepare for the additional round with all their might,” Leng Qingtian guessed.
“Little Lan Lan, tell me more about how the final twenty will compete!” Leng Ruoxue said. After advancing to the top 20, there would also be a three-day break. Moreover, the rules of the competition would be different from the previous rounds.
“The twenty of you will be divided into five groups. Each group will have four people to carry out a round-robin match every day. After the round robin is over, the two with the highest points will enter the finals,” Lan Ming explained.
“Why is it so troublesome?” Leng Ruoxue said speechlessly. It was another round robin. Fortunately, it was only groups of four. She would be depressed to death if it was a twenty-people round robin.
“This is also for the fairness of the competition. They won’t let any talent go to waste,” Lan Ming said. In fact, he felt that the schedule of the competition was quite reasonable. Unfortunately, the little girl found it too troublesome.
“Fair? Why don’t I see it?” Leng Ruoxue said mockingly. Would Sun Meilin directly enter the top twenty if it was really fair? She originally thought that that woman wouldn’t dare to show her face openly after losing her face twice. But she unexpectedly appeared shamelessly. Moreover, she replaced a mystic who voluntarily withdrew from the competition, and that mystic happened to be one of the top twenty.
“Uh! Erm…” Lan Ming really didn’t know what to say. He seemed to be often at a loss for words after getting to know Leng Ruoxue and the others.
“Little Lan Lan, I can’t tolerate sand in my eyes, so don’t put in good words for the headquarters,” Leng Ruoxue said. She had a bad impression of the headquarters to begin with, and now her impression of the headquarters could be said to be even worse because of Sun Meilin. Anyway, she was only willing to participate in the competition for the rewards, so she really didn’t take those rotten things from the Mystic Association Headquarters to heart.
“…” Alas! Lan Ming sighed heavily…
“Xue’er, guess which one of us Sun Meilin will be grouped with?” Old Zao hurriedly tried to smooth things over when he saw that the atmosphere was a little off.
“It definitely won’t be me. Grandpa, Grandpa Lin, and Old Man have a pretty good chance,” Leng Ruoxue guessed. Sun Meilin had to be picky when picking those she thought were pushovers. Probably in Sun Meilin’s eyes, although her grandfather and the other two were relatively strong, they would be easier to deal with, so it was very possible that Sun Meilin would choose one of the three to be her opponent.
“Why not me? Aren’t I the weakest among us?” Old Zao asked curiously. In fact, he really hoped to meet that annoying woman in the group round robin! He had to use his giant dragon’s butt to flatten her for all her smugness!
“She won’t choose an opponent with a dragon,” Leng Ruoxue said understandingly. Ordinary beasts would find it difficult to resist the might of a dragon unless Sun Meilin could possess a transcendent divine beast.
“They are too gutless. I’m not afraid of those dragons,” Icy interrupted. The fear of those humans toward the dragons made him very displeased. One had to know that he was stronger than those dragons.
“Uh! Little Icy is the best,” Leng Ruoxue coaxed as two drops of cold sweat dripped down her forehead. She had heard Feng Zhan mention that they were both king divine beasts, but the qilins were indeed a little stronger than them, even though Feng Zhan’s face was very unconvinced when he said it.
“Little Snowy has good taste. But our race is few in number. We will still be at a disadvantage if we fight in groups,” Icy said impartially.
Qilins, dragons, phoenixes, and white tigers were the four great king divine beasts. Although qilins were stronger than the other three races, it was a pity that their race’s reproductive ability was very poor, while the other three races were very fertile. Ahh… this was absolutely the greatest sorrow of qilins!
