Afterward, when a contestant was defeated by the middle-aged man in less than three moves, it was finally Ding Fan's turn to compete.
The crowd watched as Ding Fan calmly stepped onto the Martial Arts Venue, and everyone began speculating.
"How many moves do you think Ding Fan can withstand? How many points can he score?"
"It's hard to say. The previous two competitions have fully demonstrated the Lake Master's older brother is not simple. But the fluctuations of True Qi around him are pitifully small; it's really hard to guess..."
"In my view, Ding Fan's older brother won't last more than ten moves. The opponent is a Grade Nine Alchemist; such a formidable Alchemist must spend a great deal of time specializing in Alchemy. Where's the time for cultivation?"
"That's true, but how do you explain the opponent's performance in the second competition?"
"Maybe the opponent has some special Magical Treasure..."
"This...it's still really hard to say."
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