Yu Xuan stood in the arena. The goblin's club, though not shattered, was now scarred. The victor was clear.
"I still have one match left," Yu Xuan announced, voice steady and unbothered. "Who will challenge me?"
Once again, he commanded the arena's attention.
But this time, no one stepped forward.
They had witnessed his sword intent — clearly not just a fluke but something far beyond their current level. No one wanted to lose face by walking into a one sided defeat.
Just then, a hush swept through the crowd as a pale, sickly looking youth stepped onto the stage. He had messy hair, tired looking eyes with heavy dark circles beneath them, and the kind of energy that felt… off.
"That's the new rank one, isn't it?"
"Yeah. He climbed the Foundation Establishment rankings in just one day too."
"And he's just in early stage Foundation Establishment realm."
"Are we really about to see this?"
"Two newcomers battling for the top spot… this is insane."
