Yuan's opponent, a peak Spirit Apprentice, felt his confidence shatter the moment he realized the overwhelming gap between them—his expression turning deathly pale.
Facing an opponent who was an entire realm above him, he immediately understood that this battle was anything but fair. But alas, there was nothing he could do about a lottery system that was completely random and entirely reliant on luck.
With a deep sigh, the disciple accepted his fate. However, he didn't forfeit. After all, the Sect Leader was watching, and forfeiting would make him look mentally weak.
While the disciple retrieved his Spirit-grade sword, Yuan retrieved his Earth-grade sword.
"..."
The disciple's expression grew darker after seeing this. Not only was there a disparity in their cultivation, but his weapon was also outclassed an entire grade.
"You may begin the match!" The sect elder announced.
