Yun Ran took two steps back and looked at Xin Fu: "It's your turn to go on stage."
At this moment, Xin Fu's head was buzzing with the unfamiliar feeling of winning without effort, as if he were stepping on cotton.
Before this, he thought he would have to fight three hundred rounds, wounded and exhausted, to secure a good ranking.
But now, looking at the four people left on the opposite side, and two on his own side, the pressure was cut in half.
He only needed to defeat three people, and this realization rocketed Xin Fu's confidence: "Lady Yun, rest assured, I will definitely secure a top three ranking."
He clutched his sword, his gaze firm as he looked towards the opponent: "Please enlighten me!"
Yun Ran, on the other hand, went to a corner, sat down on the ground, and began to meditate with her eyes closed, without the slightest sign of nervousness.
