When Pei Ye returned to his seat after the fight, they were still happily celebrating the challenging victory.
"Brother Pei Ye, you're now one of the toughest sixty-four people in Bo Wangzhou!"
"Another win and you'll be in the top thirty-two!"
Pei Ye sat down with a smile and grumbled, "Next time, cheer louder. I can't hear from down there."
Several voices immediately gathered around his ear: "We've been shouting till our throats are sore!!"
Pei Ye leant over, holding his ears, begging for mercy.
After this fight, the teenager's battles for the day were all over. On the first day of the martial arts competition, people referred to it as "sifting the sands." After sixty-four fights, some people stood out, while others remained nameless. This was also the day for the audience to get to know the competitors. The names written on the list would be matched with the figures on the stage dodging and countering attacks.
