Bai Chen Meets Ying Yue
After the announcement, Ning Xi dispersed everyone as the the sects and audience left one by one. They would certainly remember this bizzare tournament in which only one round was needed to get the winners.
Bai Li walked towards his Sect's box as he looked at a iron coin in his hand. It was a coin which showed that he had won the qualifiers and secured a seat in main Annual Sect Tournaments for his Sect.
However, his mind was on the talk he had with Ying Yue and Ning Xi. He had a lot on his mind and didn't pay much attention to his surroundings. His body was still smelling bad and his hand was still charred black. Coupled with his torn clothes, he looked like a demon walked out from the hell.
"You're in a very bad shape, brother."
Bai Li heard a mocking voice beside him and stopped. He raised his head and found a old man standing with a young man who he could never forget.
"I'm not a flower who needs an old man to carry me around, after all."