Everyone widened their eyes, looking at the pairings on the screen with strange expressions. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"City Defense Army. Zhuang Liqun—Chen. Chen Zhenyuan"

"Lei. Lei Leiheng—Chen. Chen Xingdong"

"Yunfan Military Officer. Qiao Fan—Chenxing Logistics. Lin Chen"

"Chenxing Logistics. Yao Xuanji—He. He Tianya"

"Chenxing Logistics. Nalan Wushuang—Qian Yuan Department Store. Gu Mingchun"

The eyes of the people all simultaneously fell on Chen Zhenyuan, and then they looked strangely towards the area where the Chen family was located.

The face of the Chen family members turned dark; what kind of luck is this?

Chen Zhenyuan was the third place last year, and his strength is considered top-tier in Jinghai City, so how did he end up facing Zhuang Liqun, the number one in the military?

Chen Zhenyuan might be very strong, but Zhuang Liqun is definitely stronger. The probability of Chen Zhenyuan winning is not large.

How unlucky can one get?

In the crowd, Gu Yuexi smiled smugly and said, "See, my wish came true, the Chen family is going to have a bad time."

Everyone’s eyes lit up, and they couldn’t help but have their mouths twitching up into smiles.

Zhuang Liqun of the City Defense Army was the first last year. Against Chen Zhenyuan, Chen Zhenyuan doesn’t have a high chance of winning.

Another contestant from the Chen family, Chen Xingdong, who’s the old man who once fought Lin Chen, unfortunately encountered Lei Leiheng, the second-ranked person from the upper realm.

Clearly, Chen Xingdong is doomed.

In other words, this year’s Warrior Tournament likely means total defeat for the Chen family.

Compared to the Chen family’s bad luck, the luck of Lin Chen and the other three from Chenxing Logistics is much better.

Although Lin Chen faced Qiao Fan, who was the fourth last year, Yao Xuanji and Nalan Wushuang’s opponents are relatively weaker.

Perhaps they’re formidable too, but they’re ultimately not as strong as Chen Zhenyuan or Zhuang Liqun; their space supernatural and battle martial coexist, which doesn’t mean there’s no chance.

In the waiting area, looking at the standing Zhuang Liqun and Chen Zhenyuan, Lin Chen cheerfully waved his hand.

"Chen Zhenyuan, add oil, yo."

Hearing Lin Chen’s words, everyone turned their heads towards him in unison, Zhuang Liqun had a smile that wasn’t quite a smile on his face, while Chen Zhenyuan’s face looked rather unpleasant, and the rest had subtle expressions.

Kid, you really know how to act!

Are you trying to provoke Chen Zhenyuan until he has a stroke?

The two took to the race field, and soon, an extremely intense hard collision began.

Lin Chen and the others also widened their eyes, not blinking even once; after all, such a high-intensity battle is rare to see.

Impressive!

Love watching!

The conflict between the Chen family and Lin Chen and others is deepening, no guarantee it won’t clash one day. Taking advantage of his fight with others, observing his hidden cards and methods is indeed beneficial.

The battle lasted for a while, and the result was no surprise to anyone.

Zhuang Liqun won, Chen Zhenyuan lost, but Zhuang Liqun didn’t win easily; his face was a bit pale, appearing quite exhausted.

After his defeat, Chen Zhenyuan didn’t even return to the waiting area; he left directly.

The second match, Lei Leiheng against Chen Xingdong.

Chen Xingdong was really unlucky.

Seeing Chen Zhenyuan had already lost, he became the lone seedling of the Chen family, hoping to hold on a little longer to maintain the family’s dignity.

But Lei Leiheng didn’t plan to drag it out with Chen Xingdong; after all, the longer it goes, the more it consumes, and the uglier it gets.

After stepping on the field, Lei Leiheng went all out, and with the first cut, Chen Xingdong flew; with the second cut, Chen Xingdong spat blood and accumulated several wounds, looking extremely embarrassed.

If Chen Xingdong hadn’t admitted defeat quickly, with the third cut, his old life might have lost half.

The defeat of Chen Xingdong announced that all contestants from the Chen family were eliminated.

The Chen family became the fastest of the three great families to be eliminated.

After Chen Xingdong stepped down, the Chen family members all looked dispirited, with no face to speak of; they didn’t wait for the subsequent competitions and directly left.

Lin Chen glanced at them, then turned his gaze away because it was his turn for the third match.

Yunfan Martial Arts Hall’s founder, Qiao Fan, last tournament’s fourth.

Lin Chen hovered in the air, as always, summoning the Chaos World Suppression Stele, summoning the Linglong Tower, and drawing the Black Blade.

However, Qiao Fan did not use a Black Blade but a boxing glove.

Lin Chen previously observed his battles; his pair of Iron Fists are immensely powerful, incredibly flexible, no weaker than a Black Blade.

At the level of a Seventh-level Warrior, no matter what weapon is used, the effect is astonishingly fierce.

Qiao Fan charged directly at Lin Chen; he’s especially skilled at close combat, directly approaching Lin Chen. No matter how many methods Lin Chen has, under his Iron Fists, they would all be smashed to pieces.

But Lin Chen didn’t give Qiao Fan that opportunity. He took one step and his figure instantly vanished.

Reducing Land to Inches.

Lin Chen may not be the God of Space, but he also mastered this space supernatural power.

Lin Chen used Reducing Land to Inches not to reposition for a sneak attack, but simply to maintain distance or evade the opponent’s attacks, aiming to waste the opponent’s energy and make futile efforts.

As Qiao Fan closed in to attack, Lin Chen dodged in a straight line. When Qiao Fan wanted to close in again, he had to break through countless earthen tendrils’ assault, consuming energy in vain.

If Qiao Fan opted for a ranged attack, Lin Chen would dodge at will. As long as he avoided the strike, since there’s always some time during a ranged attack, Lin Chen just needed to step forward.

Lin Chen wasn’t planning to confront Qiao Fan directly; he intended to slowly wear him down this way.

After all, the spiritual power from the Sea of Knowledge and energy from the Elixir Field Furnace are two different systems. Even if spiritual power is exhausted, it doesn’t affect his strength as a Seventh-level Warrior.

Lin Chen wasn’t in a hurry, but Qiao Fan was getting irritated.

How is Lin Chen also capable of Spatial Jump?

No matter how fast he was, he couldn’t surpass the opponent’s Spatial Jump.

He couldn’t hit him at all, yet that pile of earth resembling a lofty mountain peak seemed to have life, transforming into various forms, fervently attacking him.

Whether as tendrils, spears, or swamp burial...

Qiao Fan changed target to attack the Chaos World Suppression Stele, but even if it can move, he couldn’t destroy it, only manage to knock it flying.

If he focused on attacking the Chaos World Suppression Stele, Lin Chen would launch an attack from behind. In short, it might not be life-threatening, but it’s exasperating.

Qiao Fan charged back and forth several times, yet he still couldn’t do anything about Lin Chen, frustratedly shouting, "Can’t you fight me head-on? Are you just going to keep dragging this out?"

Lin Chen smiled slightly and said, "Right, when you’re almost exhausted, I’ll naturally make a move. For now, let’s just drag it out."

Lin Chen’s response made Qiao Fan’s face darken considerably.

Such an offensive and defensive battle always had exchanges, naturally making it impossible to determine who is winning, since any means in battle can be used, as long as you don’t fall, don’t lose combat ability, and don’t admit defeat, the fight needs to continue.

If you’re so capable, then knock the opponent down.

If you can’t defeat him, that just means your strength isn’t enough.

The battle situation suddenly became subtle.