The matches continued as many young talents fought each other, trying to prove themselves in this arena, and people were constantly cheering for the competitors.
In the VIP area of Lunar Blossom Pavillion,
Lying on the couch, Ling Chao slowly opened her eyes and Ling Huang's familiar face came into her view "Elder Huang..." she murmured softly, the words barely escaping her lips.
Ling Huang smiled and gently patted her head. "Just rest for now."
Ling Chen, who was sitting on another couch, said, "Chao'er, you still have a chance. Those who lost in this 1vs. 1 will fight each other later."
"And if you win those two matches, then you can participate in the third and final round tomorrow."
Ling Xin chuckled wryly. "I remembered the day Chen'er won fifth place in the tournament. Everyone was surprised that a woman from a weak sect won fifth place."
