Chu Chen and Hu Pei'Er stepped onto the arena amid the cheers of the crowd.
All eyes were on the two of them; this was the final match of the individual competition, also the two most powerful combatants among university students.
Ironically, however, one was a third-year senior, and the other a freshman, which was a slap in the face for all the fourth-year students.
So over ninety percent of the fourth-year students looked at them with a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment.
The two didn't care, having already developed a unique immunity after seeing such looks countless times on their journey here.
Hu Pei'Er looked at the younger boy and couldn't help but remark, "I never imagined the final opponent would be a freshman."
Chu Chen replied with a smile, "So, senior sister, you must have absolute confidence you would reach the finals."
Hu Pei'Er nodded, openly admitting without a change in her expression.
This was a display of confidence, not at all off-putting.
