Finally sweeping aside his last opponent, Lin Xuan reached the peak arena of the Empire Tournament. He had distinguished himself from over a thousand geniuses. To Qing Deyun and the others, this was an incredibly remarkable honor.
As for Zi Yanyun and the others, all they could do was sigh. Who would have thought that Lin Xuan would actually make it to the peak arena, standing at the summit of the Empire's many geniuses!
Their staredown was a clash between two supreme geniuses. In the end, who would be the true genius of the Empire?
"I'm in excellent condition right now. I don't need to rest," Mu Yulong said with a faint smile. "We can fight."
Of course, he was fine. He had finished his previous matches in just a few moves, so it was safe to say he was completely unscathed and could continue fighting. Although there was no arrogance on his face, he gave off the air of a man who was unmatched and seeking a worthy opponent, as if no one could ever harm him.
