At the supervising mentor's call, Mu Chen and his team were the first to step onto the spacious, square arena. Compared to the arenas in the main square, this one was more exquisitely crafted, far more durable, and offered a much larger area for combat.
At the same time, Xue Wen's team also walked up. Seeing both sides in position, the supervising mentor announced, "Both teams are ready. Please choose the match format: individual battles or a team battle."
Mu Chen glanced at Xue Wen. "We're fine with either. You can choose."
Xue Wen nodded with a grim expression. "We choose individual battles. If I lose, there's no need for the rest of the matches."
Xue Wen knew that if Mu Chen could defeat an Eighth-Ring Martial Master right after entering the academy, then he, a mere Fourth-Ring Martial Master, stood no chance. However, he couldn't stomach the thought of giving up without a fight. He decided to take the field himself; that way, even if he got injured, he would be the only one.
