Hearing Yiyi's words, the attendant turned to Feng Yingjie and asked, "What do you think?"
Feng Yingjie was still a bit hesitant.
Although he didn't take Yiyi seriously, he didn't want to make extra trouble either. He originally could advance effortlessly, but now he had to compete again; it seemed quite unreasonable.
"Ying Jie, compete with her."
Seeing his disciple still hadn't agreed, Wu Xiu stood up directly.
Hearing his master's words and seeing that the majority around were urging him to compete, Feng Yingjie had no choice but to agree. If he refused this time, others might think he was too scared to compete with a woman.
"Alright, since both of you have agreed, let's add an extra match. Whoever wins advances, and whoever loses is eliminated directly." Saying this, the attendant handed over the arena to Yiyi and Feng Yingjie, then blew a whistle to signify the start of the match.
"Then pardon me."
