Guo Yinglong had already taken out the spirit of showing his sword, so Zhao Enquan really couldn't say much more.
One night passed.
The next day, at nine in the morning.
The semi-finals began officially.
"Contestant Su Wa, do you have anything to say to your opponent who can use Forbidden Curse?"
Su Wa was somewhat shy.
After mulling over it for a long time, he finally spoke: "I will do my best."
"Please take care of me."
He wasn't good with words, but Lin Yi could feel that this person didn't seem to have any tricks up his sleeve.
He should be an honest person.
"Well then, Lin Yi, what about you? Do you have anything to say to your opponent?"
Lin Yi responded without hesitation: "The same, please take care of me."
The pre-match interviews of the two could be said to be the least confrontational so far.
No pre-match trash talk, no mocking each other.
Because both sides believed the other to be a respectable opponent.
Plus, neither intended to give up easily.
