On the third day of the competition in the first cycle, Qin Wushuang went up onto the stage.
Qin Wushuang had already conserved his strength. Although there were resting days in between the competition days, the defensive parties had received some injuries. Their injuries would not be healed so soon.
Of course, to Qin Wushuang, it would not matter. This instance of going off to battle, he had no apprehensions. He only had one goal and that was to roll through like a storm and sweep away the opponents.
Since there were no Middle Stage warriors in the opponent’s camp, Qin Wushuang had no reason to not sweep them all the way down. Even if he were to fail in the last round, he would find it shameful.
Of course, the battle scene proceeded as Qin Wushuang had expected. In the first three rounds, Qin Wushuang had won like a violent storm.
