Jiang Yisheng was also surprised by Ye Qingtang's luck. However, he knew that the elders would not be biased toward anyone when it came to the selection of candidates for the Martial Arts Championship. He shook his head.
Ye Qingtang's opponent for the sixth round was quite powerful, but he used up all his energy in the previous round. When he went on the stage, he was breathing heavily. His face was pale and full of sweat; it seemed like he could not even stand straight.
Ye Qingtang's five opponents were those who were the worst in the valley. She did not require much effort to beat them, so she was still in her best state.
With such a huge difference in the physical condition, the man still insisted to fight against Ye Qingtang. However, he ran out of energy after a short while and fell onto the ground.
Ye Qingtang won again without surprise.
"What joke is this? How is it possible?"
"What kind of insane luck she has?"
