The intensity of this round of competition was pushed to the limit; it would not have been surprising to see even Xiao Yang collapse.
Gaga remained his usual devil-may-care self. To him, rankings didn't matter—what mattered was beating the arrogance out of those high-and-mighty prodigies. Unfortunately, after suffering setbacks, several of those with whom he’d had minor run-ins stopped coming to stir up trouble, let alone trade barbs, leaving him with no opportunity to show off his prowess.
The matches in Group Three were as fierce as ever. Every bout was critical, determining who would advance to the Top Ten and vie for the title of the top-ranked competitor. Just imagine: walking out in public and having people gasp, calling you the greatest of the era, the champion of the Prodigy Tournament—how exhilarating that would be!
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