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Fang Qingyu heard this, and with a calm expression, replied, "It’s also possible that... he’s afraid others will hear the news, weigh it over, and then not dare to fight him. So he needs to quickly finalize the wager, cutting off their retreat."

"Huh?" Chu Kuanglan was taken aback, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "Right! Makes sense! That Shi Hao is quite cunning! But Qingzi, why did you agree to it? Don’t you already know he can face a Tier Four head-on?"

His face displayed confusion and a hint of worry.

Fang Qingyu stopped, looked towards Chu Kuanglan, and beneath his mask, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl into a very faint smile. He countered, "Even if he can face a Tier Four head-on, did I ever say I would definitely lose to him?"

These words were said casually, yet they carried an undeniable confidence.

Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and others heard this, their lips twitching slightly.

A chill inexplicably rose from their tailbones.

Chu Kuanglan swallowed, his voice weakening a bit, with a tone of disbelief as he probed, "Qingzi? Don’t tell us, you already possess Tier Four combat power now?"

It’s worth noting that among them, the strongest, Wei Banmeng, was still striving to break into Tier Three, having already been left far behind by Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

If Fang Qingyu truly possessed Tier Four combat power now...

The gap between them would become an insurmountable chasm of despair.

Fang Qingyu looked at his companions’ anxious expressions, shook his head with a laugh, "How could that be? No matter how strong Shi Hao is, he’s fundamentally still Tier Three. What I meant was, he can only temporarily withstand a Tier Four, not possess Tier Four power permanently."

"In battle, everything is possible and can change in an instant."

Chu Kuanglan and the others breathed a long sigh of relief.

Though Fang Qingyu remained absurdly strong, as long as he was within the Tier Three realm.

They wouldn’t be left too far behind.

At this moment, Jiang Wei, who had been quietly walking beside Fang Qingyu, suddenly gently tugged his sleeve.

Fang Qingyu looked down.

In Jiang Wei’s clear red eyes, there was an almost imperceptible trace of doubt and seriousness. She looked up, speaking softly, "That person’s aura feels off. Did you notice anything?"

She was naturally referring to Shi Hao.

Fang Qingyu was slightly stunned.

When he saw Shi Hao today, the "Martial Saint" title above Shi Hao’s head was unmistakably clear.

Though his aura was as imposing as a mountain, Fang Qingyu hadn’t detected anything unusual.

So he shook his head, "What seems off to you?"

Jiang Wei furrowed her delicate brows, racking her brain as her crimson hair fluttered gently in the breeze, "His aura—it feels like something I’ve sensed somewhere before. It’s faint, but that feeling is both familiar and repelling. He surely isn’t a normal person... I can’t put my finger on it, but it just feels off."

Fang Qingyu’s brows also furrowed slightly.

Jiang Wei’s perception was extremely sharp, and she had lived long enough to have seen more than they’d eaten in salt.

If she said something was off, it probably was.

Moreover, considering this news, it’s likely City Lord Da Lei released it on purpose.

It appears...

This devilish muscleman might be even more terrifying than anticipated.

However, now was not the time to delve deeper.

Fang Qingyu reached out, habitually ruffling Jiang Wei’s soft crimson hair, his voice warm yet reassuring, "No worries, we’ll adapt as needed. That one shouldn’t make you face him so soon."

He was, of course, referring to City Lord Da Lei of the City of Injustice.

Feeling the warmth from her head, Jiang Wei’s doubt and seriousness slightly faded, and she nodded obediently, "Mm."

...

Time flew by amid the tense competition and training.

The list for the 64-strong match advancing from the 128-strong was quickly announced.

Fang Qingyu and his friends reviewed their opponents once more.

The opponents for Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei were still contestants outside the Twelve Celestial Kings, considered top-tier among regular Tier Threes, but for them, they posed no substantial threat.

Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen, however, drew tough opponents this time.

Wu Feng faced Chen Song, the Mountain-breaking Saber.

This individual had only lost two matches during the elimination phase, and both losses were strategic forfeits to save strength against the Twelve Celestial Kings.

His saber technique was open and aggressive, with the might to break mountains and cut down peaks, acknowledged as a top-tier fighter just below the Twelve Celestial Kings, with power certainly reaching the peak of Late Third Tier!

Zhou Zhen’s opponent was Liu Yiyi, the Thousand Illusion Hand, a rare female Martial Arts Grandmaster at Tier Three.

Her body technique was as elusive as a phantom, her palm technique unpredictable, hard to discern between real and fake, and her attack angles were tricky and ruthless.

She’s especially skilled in overcoming the strong with the weak.

Her entanglement skills were exceptional, also placing her among the top tier of fighters.

Facing such formidable opponents.

Wu Feng and Zhou Zhen’s expressions turned serious, but they showed no fear, instead exhibiting a rising fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu merely advised, "Do your best, safety first."

...

The next day.

The 128-strong entering the 64-strong tournament officially began.

Though today’s draw didn’t feature a direct clash among the Twelve Celestial Kings.

The news of the Twelve Celestial Kings’ Pure Crystal betting agreement had, after fermenting overnight, swept through the entire City of Injustice like a hurricane!

The winner takes all!

Hundreds of Pure Crystals at stake in an earth-shattering gamble!

This unprecedented event ignited the passion of every spectator completely.

Inside and outside the arena, it was packed with a sea of people. Ticket prices skyrocketed, the atmosphere several times more frenzied than on finals day.

Countless people flocked to the arena, all to witness each step of this historic tournament, eager to see which King would fall first and suffer heavy losses.

The matches remained intense.

Fang Qingyu’s opponent was a Tier Three peak Divine Chosen, wielding formidable Thunder Power.