The next morning, the first light of dawn pierced through a thin, veil-like mist.
After breakfast, Fang Han left the Royal Villa with Luo Yuntian, Liu Bai, and the others.
Today was the second round of the Martial Arts Assembly. Although the number of contestants had been halved since yesterday, the tense atmosphere in the air had only grown thicker.
"Junior Brother Luo, are you confident about today?"
Fang Han asked Luo Yuntian.
Among the seven remaining participants from Qingyang County, Luo Yuntian was the weakest and had the highest chance of being defeated.
"I'll do my best. It doesn't matter even if I lose. Getting two Low-grade Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures as a reward has already made this trip worthwhile."
Luo Yuntian smiled, his tone philosophical.
The group walked along the wide streets of the Imperial Capital toward the Martial Arts Assembly venue. Upon arrival, they passed the identity verification and entered.
Fang Han stopped and said to the others,
