Bai Xiao's gaze was fixed straight ahead.
"Dark Red."
With a call, a red glow, like the sunset, rapidly enveloped, shrouding the entire Martial Arts Competition martial artist profession. A mysterious force acted upon the full victory posture task, continuously extracting the victory points from within.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
The four-digit victory points quickly dwindled to a single digit.
A couple of breaths later.
Bai Xiao blinked, red light gathering on his retina.
[Dark Red Modifier]
[Potential Points: 488.8→593.8]
The number of potential points was close to six hundred, having received a certain amount of replenishment.
"Next up are the quarter-finals, semi-finals, and the finals—a total of three battles. If the number of potential points gained in each round could rival Nether Light Fist Camus's, maybe my total potential points could break through the four-digit mark, surpassing a thousand for the first time!" Bai Xiao's eyes gleamed.
