The battle for the top ten was about to begin.
Those who managed to hold onto the arena were mostly quite capable and usually over ten years old.
If Zhang Ting hadn't been knocked off the stage by Ruo Zhou, he would have been the only one under ten among these ten contestants.
He could have been called a prodigious youth!
Unfortunately, Zhang Ting was defeated by Ruo Zhou and missed out on the top ten.
Zhang Ting sat on the side, with an attendant applying medicine on him; his whole body was in pain, but he felt even more infuriated, with an acute pain in his chest and a brooding expression.
Madam Zhou was both angry and distressed, "There's no problem, Ting, your father is the General, and Ruo Zhou is nothing. In the end, he's still going to be a soldier under you."
Zhang Ting's gloomy face remained unpleased. He had set his sights on first place today!
"To think he's worthy of being a soldier under me? He isn't!"
He would never give him the chance to join the army!
