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The introduction of the players had just finished, and the match had officially started.

In the video, two young fighters were clashing, with three commentators passionately commentating, stirring up the emotions of the audience.

After watching for a while, Xue Jing felt that the skill level of the two wasn\'t very high and there was nothing worth paying attention to, so he took out his phone to send a WeChat message to his sister, Xue Wan.

[Xue Jing: Have you arrived at the venue?]

He had just sent the message when Xue Wan replied almost instantly.

[Xue Wan: [Picture] Here, here!]

Upon opening the picture, he saw a photo of Xue Wan and her classmate Zhao Lu with two others, all holding milk teas and making cute poses at the camera, with the U19 match venue in the background.

[Xue Wan: My silly little bean, Zhao Lu is asking when you will appear?]

[Xue Jing: The sixth match]

...

While chatting on WeChat and watching the matches, occasionally listening to the cheering of the audience, time quickly passed.

In over three hours, five matches had been held, among which only the third match, featuring a disciple from the Four Elements Dojo named Ji Huaiyu, caught Xue Jing\'s attention for a bit.

"Competitor Xue Jing, Competitor Xue Jing, it\'s time to get ready to enter the arena."

A staff member\'s voice came from outside the resting area.

Xue Jing stood up, patted his black martial arts uniform, picked up the Crouching Rabbit Sword beside him, and said to Jiang Siwei:

"Then I\'m off, Wei."

Jiang Siwei nodded and said with a smile, "Good luck, Little Jing. May you have prospering martial fortune."

Xue Jing opened the door to the resting area and walked out.

Following behind a staff member, Xue Jing arrived at the waiting area. Just ahead was the player\'s tunnel, which led straight to the arena.

"There\'s a five-minute intermission left. After the break, when the commentator mentions your name, walk out. Got it, Competitor Xue Jing?"

The staff member looked at the young man with an overly handsome and delicate appearance and silently praised him in her heart.

This young man\'s appearance is definitely going to cause a sensation among the audience; he\'s just too good-looking.

"Got it," Xue Jing waved his hand.

After the staff member left, Xue Jing looked at the player\'s tunnel in front of him and waited quietly.

Soon, it would be his first time making a public appearance in such a conspicuous setting.

Normally, facing the scrutiny of tens of thousands for the first time, he should feel nervous.

Yet, his heart was filled only with calmness, without any fluctuations, as if he was merely going out to buy groceries.

"...Let\'s welcome—Li Chengxuan!"

The voice of the commentator host came from outside the tunnel.

"Li Chengxuan is also a very familiar player to us, coming from Qingcheng\'s Golden Wind Dojo, the last ranked direct disciple of the dojo. He practices the \'Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword\' style."

"Li Chengxuan previously participated in our Maple City\'s preliminary competitions, where he almost instantly defeated his opponents in every match. His strength is truly terrifying, making him the darkest horse in this year\'s U19 competition!"

"As usual, let\'s take a look at this player\'s hexagon data..."

"Attack 7, Speed 7, Defense 7, Skill... Skill 8, Mind 7, Intelligence 7."

"Wow~ Almost a perfect hexagon, a player without any obvious weaknesses."

"However, Li Chengxuan seems a bit unusual today. In previous matches, he was always very energetic and full of smiles, but today his expression seems a bit solemn. Is he apprehensive about his opponent?"

"So without further delay, let us welcome—Xue Jing!"

Hearing his name, Xue Jing stepped forward and walked towards the player\'s tunnel at an unhurried pace.

"Here he comes, here comes our little brother!"

In a certain section of the audience, Zhao Lu shook Xue Wan\'s arm anxiously, looking expectantly toward the tunnel exit.

"Xue Jing..."

"Brother Xue..."

At the edge of the arena, Yin Muhu, Du Mingluan, and several other young men also turned their attention toward the exit.

"Here he comes, here comes our junior brother!"

In the Hidden Dragon Dojo\'s Heart-Nourishing Room, with a large TV screen set up, Li Qi, Chen Fuguang, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, Zhu Shanying, and their fellow disciples gathered together, watching intently.

In the Yunlu Hotel, Miao Miao rubbed her eyes, sleepily watching the TV mounted on the wall.

On the seventh floor of the Qing University Library, a beautiful girl with a high ponytail watched her phone screen while sipping tea in her hand.

In the dimly lit venue, several spotlights focused on the entrance.

A young man with a long sword in hand slowly emerged from amidst them.

As his appearance was fully exposed and projected onto the big screen by the cameras, the entire bustling and noisy sports hall seemed to quiet down for a moment.

Beneath his somewhat messy black hair was a face carefully sculpted as if by the gods themselves, exuding a noble elegance.

Step by step, he walked out from under the spotlights, his figure as unyielding and resilient as an ancient pine standing tall for millennia, effortlessly displaying a composure that was rare among ordinary people. The title "Young Grandmaster" seemed custom-made for him.

The young man exited the tunnel, stepping onto the platform under the illumination of the spotlights.

At the same time, the noise levels inside the venue erupted, clearly much louder than when Li Chengxuan had made his entrance.

"Damn, who is he!? Why have I never heard of him before?"

"He\'s way too handsome!"

"I don\'t know who he is, or where he\'s from, but I know that from now on, he\'s my husband!"

"Shenjin, you claim every handsome guy is your husband?"

"I don\'t care, he\'s my husband, my husband, my husband!!!"