After Ye Weitian finished speaking, every disciple on the Martial Arts Training Ground grew excited. They all knew the most spectacular and thrilling part of the competition was about to begin!
Ye Hu glanced at his number plaque, then swaggered onto the stage. 'How can I quickly defeat this unlucky bastard,' he thought, 'and make everyone admire me even more?'
"Look! The first one up is Ye Hu! Whoever faces him is really unlucky!" someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim.
"Facing Ye Hu in the first match… that's some bad luck! The other disciple's legs have probably gone soft with fear just seeing Ye Hu take the stage!" another person said.
"Not necessarily. What if it's Ye Feifei or Ye Tian? Since Ye Hu is up, they have just as much of a chance to be in the first match!"
