"Four." Bai Youwei said.
Everyone looked at her.
Bai Youwei spoke, "Before the third battle commenced, the rabbit-headed being mentioned there were a total of eight kings participating in the war. Two kings joined battle one, two joined battle five, and four joined battle ten; deducing from a win and loss sequence, in the end, there should only be four left."
"Four people in the fourth round..." Zhu Shu felt a heavy sensation in her chest, "As expected, it's quite difficult. Eliminating another round means at most only two people will advance to the finals. If there's any hiccup in the final battle, then..."
Zhu Shu didn't continue.
Suddenly, she felt afraid, realizing that the people sitting around her might soon perish in the game.
"I'm not worried about the fourth battle, but for the final battle, you should consider it carefully," said Yan Qingwen, glancing at Bai Youwei's leg. "At least, you should be in good physical condition. What happened to your leg?"
