The competition continued in the mean time.
After Ryan secured the fourth victory, Lingyin City was left with only one candidate. This final match would decide everything.
The entire Fengyue City roared with cheers, voices overlapping and rising like a storm, all calling Ryan's name. The pressure on the remaining Lingyin City candidate was immense. Gone was their earlier arrogance. The disdain in their eyes had vanished, replaced by silence and restraint.
On the high platform, Wang Zongyao smiled broadly. "Brother Tang, how about it? I told you, if one game can be won, then so can the second, third, fourth, and fifth. Li Wei has already taken four. In my view, this final match holds no suspense either."
"Heh." Tang Wuying laughed instead.
