Final Contention

The host smilingly said: "Now, let me announce that the victor of Group B is Yi Xia, who is from Lin's."

The audience was filled with applause.

Soon, the place became silent again. The host announced: "In ten minutes, Yi Xia of Lin's and Xue Meng of Xue's will enter the final match to fight for the championship. Both of you, prepare well."

"Yi Xia, it's your last match. You must remain calm, don't be nervous." Lise looked at Yi Xia in pleasant surprise, and patiently warned him.

Yi Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she glanced at her. She finally felt a sense of nervousness from her.

"The one who should be calm is you." The one who should be calm is you. Yi Xia looked at Lise with a smile that was not a smile.

Lise swiftly took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on her forehead. With a serious gaze, he said, "You cannot bring an assistant up to the finals. You must take note of it, especially the wound on your hand."