Thinking of this, Xie Haoxi glanced at Tang Yichen and said, "Fourth Master, please take care of my younger brother. Winning or losing doesn't matter, just make sure he isn't in any life-threatening danger."
Tang Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly at this and directly agreed, "No problem."
On ring number five, Xie Huamao smirked coldly at Xie Yann, his eyes filled with intense malice.
"I didn't expect you'd make it to the finals."
"How is it that you ended up facing me in the last match?"
"It's like fate doesn't want you to join the Guard Team."
Xie Huamao's tone was full of mockery and arrogance.
Xie Huamao hadn't expected that Xie Yann was no longer a loser and had used some method to become an ancient martial artist.
However, from his observation, Xie Yann should be only at the second-order primary stage, as is he.
Xie Yann lacked combat experience, but he did have it, so there was no doubt in his mind that Xie Yann would end up defeated by him.
