Chapter 1021: Chapter 1021
"In that case, the upcoming match is extremely dangerous for Tang Xin. What should we do?"
Lin Canghai looked at Tang Ming with a face full of worry.
"In their home ground, what can we do? Just chill."
Tang Ming smiled indifferently.
The situation is already ; no matter how dangerous, we must persist.
Now, only Wan Yong and I are left to contend in the martial competition!
And at this stage, it’s not just about the martial competition anymore. Encountering a worthy opponent is the most interesting thing.
"Everyone, although Sha Tongliang violated the rules, the competition must continue. Tang Xin didn’t retreat even one step in the endurance test, so her score is also perfect."
After everyone quieted down, Qin Fang announced with a smile, "In this round, Tang Xin and Wan Yong are still tied for first place."
"This is too unfair, I..."
Lin Canghai was the first to speak, wanting to oppose.
Tang Ming held Lin Canghai back and smiled lightly, "Don’t fuss over such things, as long as we didn’t lose, arguing is pointless."
Under Tang Ming’s restraint, Long Ao and the others held back.
Then Qin Fang announced the results of the second match of the third day: Tang Ming and Wan Yong were tied for first place, scoring 100 points, with a total score of 600 points;
Qian Bujun forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 310 points;
Long Ao forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 310 points;
Wu Xiaoyu forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 300 points;
Zhao Tianba forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 250 points;
Lin Canghai forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 200 points;
Fu Renjie forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 120 points;
Meng Shuangfei forfeited, scoring 0 points, with a total score of 0 points.
From this match on, the martial competition among the nine families has completely turned into a showdown between Tang Ming and Wan Yong!
Originally a martial contest between eight families, it has now become an overt confrontation between the Ming Group and the Dark Group factions.
"Everyone, tomorrow will be the fourth day’s match of the martial competition. Unlike the previous matches, I need to announce tomorrow’s contest content in advance."
Just when Tang Ming and others thought the day’s matches were over and they could rest, Qin Fang suddenly announced with a smile.
"Announcing the match content in advance?"
Tang Ming exclaimed in surprise, looking at Long Ao and others with confusion.
Long Ao and the other two shrugged, not knowing what was happening.
"Please don’t be surprised, the reason we’re announcing tomorrow’s match content now is that there’s no confidentiality involved, and it doesn’t need to be kept secret."
Qin Fang smiled and explained, "Tomorrow’s match is simple. Each of you contestants will take turns in single combat, determining the winner by victory or defeat."
"Direct hand-to-hand combat?"
Wu Xiaoyu exclaimed, surprised at how fierce this martial competition is.
"That’s right. By having the nine of you take turns in combat, we’ll calculate overall victories, determining rankings and scores by the number of wins."
Qin Fang nodded, "The reason we’re informing you of the match content in advance is to let you prepare well tonight, as tomorrow will be very exhausting."
Qian Bujun suddenly laughed, eagerly shouting while munching on a chicken leg, "Now we can settle scores and settle grudges."
"Exactly, with round-robin single combat, let’s see how many of you I can fight."
Zhao Tianba licked his lips, showing a fierce smile, "There’s no mercy in combat. If I injure or kill you, don’t blame my ruthless hand."
"Sorry, the combat must stop short tomorrow. Anyone who seriously injures or kills an opponent, hindering subsequent matches, will be immediately disqualified."
Hearing this, Qin Fang hurriedly cautioned, "Anyone causing serious injury to an opponent will be directly eliminated and won’t participate in further events."
"What’s the point then?"
Zhao Tianba pouted in displeasure but said nothing more.
"If there are no questions, you can return to the rest area to adjust your condition." Qin Fang swept her gaze across the gathered individuals, then walked out briskly.
Qin Fang sent people to escort Tang Ming and others back to the rest area. Just after getting out of the vehicle, Tang Ming rushed to the dining area. After busting the machines, he was starving due to huge energy consumption.
Long Ao and the other two knew Tang Ming’s habits and hurriedly followed him inside to help grab food for him.
After Tang Ming started eating, Long Ao and others sat around the table to discuss tomorrow’s match.
"I didn’t expect the martial competition to include single combat; this actually seems advantageous to us."
Long Ao squinted his eyes, full of fighting spirit.
"I can’t see any advantage. When signing up, Wu Xiaoyu and I were still Five-star Martial Masters. In such individual duels, had it been the old us, we’d definitely be crushed."
Lin Canghai pouted in discontent.
"Yeah, according to Qin Fang, tomorrow will be a round-robin of all nine participants, meaning we’ll each face off against the other eight. By the end of this war, I’m afraid no one will remain unscathed."
Wu Xiaoyu reminded worriedly; as a girl, stamina is the weakest point. Facing eight masters in a row, she’d definitely be exhausted to death.
"I said from the beginning, this martial competition is ingeniously designed."
Tang Ming burped, sipping on a drink while speaking with a smile:
"How about it? By this round, it’s designed to push all our potential to the limit; it’s thrilling."
"Group Leader Tang, aren’t you being happy too soon?" Long Ao worriedly looked at Tang Ming:
"Besides Wan Yong, there’s that Cross Training Martial Master Zhao Tianba, who’s also a very troublesome opponent. Even if you can beat him, I fear it’d exhaust you significantly, reducing your odds against Wan Yong later on."
"Zhao Tianba isn’t simple, but are you just a spectator?"
Tang Ming gave Long Ao a speechless glance.
"What do you mean? Are you asking me to take down Zhao Tianba?"
Long Ao looked at Tang Ming in a daze.
"Do you have that confidence?"
Tang Ming rolled his eyes, asking uncertainly.
"I really don’t have that confidence."
Long Ao smiled awkwardly, knowing that the opponent is a Cross Training Martial Master. He wouldn’t have much of an advantage in a same-level match.
"Well, then. This time, we need to use some tactics."
Tang Ming squinted his eyes, put down his food, and gestured to the other three to come closer.
Long Ao and the other three quickly leaned in, listening to Tang Ming’s whispered plan.
Moments later, Lin Canghai returned to his seat, looking at Tang Ming with admiration, "This way, we can test our own strength and ease your burden—killing two birds with one stone."
"Exact! Our purpose is to support you. This way, as long as you’re strong enough, you’re already more than halfway to victory."
Wu Xiaoyu also nodded repeatedly.