Chapter 319: Group Match
"Good, good, good, what a Wang Yufan! You just wait, old man. You’ll get what’s coming to you later," Wang Gang muttered to himself. He intended to deal with Wang Yufan properly today, having seen that Wang Yufan drew number six. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
With the drawing of lots concluded, every participant went to their respective groups.
Wang Yufan stood at the location of Group Six and found that Little Zhuge was also in his team.
Seeing Wang Yufan approach, Little Zhuge’s eyes lit up. He quickly waved his hand towards Wang Yufan and loudly said, "Little White Face, come over here! I didn’t expect you to be here, and to be in the same group as me! We truly are fated!"
Wang Yufan said with a helpless expression, "Yes, we truly are fated. It’s just that being in the same group as you, I can’t help but feel like this time won’t be very smooth." freewebnovel.cσ๓
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Little Zhuge immediately gave him a look.
"Hey, Little White Face, you can’t talk like that! It wasn’t like that when we defeated that fox together, was it? Hmph," Little Zhuge said huffily.
Wang Yufan found this scene a bit amusing, then helplessly said, "Alright, alright. Since we’re in the same group today, then we might have to stand on opposite sides."
Regarding this, Little Zhuge didn’t say much, directly stating, "I know. Don’t worry, I won’t hold back. Besides, three people can advance from this group, right? There are twelve groups anyway, and we still need to aim for the top ten or top five. I know your strength; a True Immortal Realm cultivation simply has no chance. As for me, although I’m only at the Divine Emperor Realm, I have the magic treasure my master gave me. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare do anything to me, or rather, they simply can’t harm me."
Just as Wang Yufan was about to speak, Little Zhuge spoke again, "Don’t say anything! I know what you want to say. I know, and don’t panic. I hope you don’t take out those good treasures of yours here, otherwise, if someone with ill intentions targets them, I estimate you won’t be able to keep them." Little Zhuge spoke with relish, like a little adult.
Wang Yufan just listened for fun. How could Little Zhuge know that Wang Yufan’s cultivation had undergone earth-shattering changes at this time? Even ordinary strong individuals might not be able to defeat him. Relying on these people in this grand talent competition is still not enough. Wang Yufan’s current goal is how to enter this top-tier sect. Previously, in the Dao Realm, when the Third Elder of Tian Ke Sect invited him, he only casually agreed, but it wasn’t something he genuinely desired.
And now, with such an opportunity here, he is still very interested. Everything here is merely temporary for Wang Yufan.
"Alright, your worries are unnecessary. Let’s focus on preparing for our matches. Of course, as you just said, when you meet me, don’t be polite. I will take the team seriously. If you get hurt or something, don’t blame me, okay?" Wang Yufan said with a smile.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Little Zhuge didn’t want to say anything more. He had already said everything he needed to say, having spoken out of consideration for Wang Yufan, with whom he had shared hardships. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said a word.
After the drawing of lots was completed, each group was assembled. Wang Gang once again announced that the eastern martial arts arena was divided into six large sections, with each section hosting a group’s matches. The remaining six groups would wait temporarily.
Wang Yufan’s number six lot was also scheduled for the first match of the first round. Wang Yufan saw that in each group, there was a respected elder supervising the competition. The matches would only stop once the top three from the group stage were decided. As the competition progressed.
There were twelve people in Wang Yufan’s Group Six, and among these twelve, Wang Yufan only knew Little Zhuge. However, Wang Yufan constantly felt a pair of eyes fixed on him. Wang Yufan continuously scanned the twelve people, and finally, his gaze settled on a Black-Clothed Youth wearing a blue uniform. The youth’s demeanor was very cold, and a chill seemed to eman emanate from his entire body.
Wang Yufan immediately felt speechless. He didn’t even know this person, and that slight gaze clearly regarded Wang Yufan as prey.
Wang Yufan felt that such a gaze was very unpleasant, so he slowly began to speak to the Black-Clothed Youth, "Why are you staring at me? Do we have a grudge?"
Hearing Wang Yufan speak, the Black-Clothed Youth thought for a moment and said, "You injured my cousin yesterday during registration, so I’m here today specifically to make sure you’re punished. I think this is clear without me saying more, isn’t it?"
Hearing this person’s words, Wang Yufan smiled and said, "Your words... So you’re that little fatty’s cousin. I think you might have misunderstood me. The reason I taught your cousin a lesson was entirely because he was too arrogant and needed to be disciplined. He was getting a bit carried away. I was about to register, and he actually wouldn’t let me register for his own sake. When I saw a situation like that, how could I not go forward and reason with him? But your cousin, without distinguishing right from wrong, had two of his subordinates attack me. If it were you, what would you do?" Wang Yufan said to Yang Jue.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Yang Jue was still a little unconvinced.
"Alright, I don’t care if you’re telling the truth or not. I believe what I saw. Because I saw you still completely unharmed, while my brother is still recovering from his injuries. So, as for the specifics, I think both of you are clear. One of my purposes in participating in this grand competition today is to make sure you suffer, and to get back all the injuries you inflicted on my senior brother," Yang Jue said.
Wang Yufan was speechless upon hearing this and didn’t want to continue talking. Because Yang Jue was an impulsive person, and there were countless such people on this cultivation continent.
"Alright, since all nine people in this group are present, let the competition begin. I have nine small slips of paper here. Whoever gets their name should put it back for re-collection. Otherwise, the names on your lots will be who you compete against," an old man dressed in plain, simple clothes slowly said.
And when he appeared, no one present could sense his arrival, which showed how powerful the referee standing before them was.