After Qin Yu left, silence returned to the room.
The flame of the lamp was no bigger than a bean, casting a dim, yellow halo across the desk. Su Yu unrolled the intelligence scroll covered in names, his expression grave.
The battle for the top ten was a contest between the strongest members of the younger generation in Black Stone City's Outer City.
'To think I've actually made it this far!'
But the situation was as clear as it was cruel.
Cui Wanhe, Sun Yan, Dai Xing.
These three were like great mountains barring the path of every other contestant. Their strength was on a completely different level, and by established convention, the drawing wouldn't pit them against each other in the first round.
'The top three spots are already decided,' Su Yu knew. 'If I'm unlucky enough to draw one of them, I'll have to bide my time and avoid a direct confrontation.'
That meant there were only two remaining spots.
