Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

Zhao Dele, supporting Suo Guli whose face was covered in blood, frowned deeply: "You pushed yourself too hard. Was it really worth it?"

If it were him, he would never fight to this extent with his opponent. If he were to get injured, it would be a huge loss.

Suogu forced a smile, a smile that looked particularly tragic against the backdrop of blood: "We come from the outer city, with no background, no connections, no extra resources to help us. If we don't fight—how can we possibly climb up to the top?"

His smile looked somewhat pathetic, yet it seemed genuine, a heartfelt joy at securing a spot in the top eight.

These words, when heard by Zhao Dele, Zhang Lin, and Tu Nan, filled them with mixed emotions.

Yes, those of them who came from outside the city. If they don't fight, how can they get ahead?

All of this drove Xu Fei and his friends to the brink of insane jealousy.

It's worth noting that the daily reward of one serving of exotic beast meat for seven days is a considerable sum for them.

And this reward was actually obtained by their enemy, Soguri.

For a moment, they were extremely displeased, and naturally, they didn't say anything nice. Xu Fei said:

"These lowly people from the outer city" "They've never seen anything good before; they're all scrambling and grabbing at anything that seems advantageous!"

"That's right, shameless!" Zhou Wei chimed in.

"They actually did this for some exotic beast meat. Look how badly they beat him up. What if he actually got seriously injured? If it were me, I would have given up my spot right then and there." Liu Zhi was the most disgusting. He could always say the most disgusting things with a righteous air. His round face made people feel particularly nauseous.

……

The second round of the arena battle has now concluded.

Immediately afterwards, without any pause, the final round of competition began—determining the top four.

Soguli chose to withdraw.

His condition was no longer suitable for him to continue playing. For him, reaching the top eight was enough.

However, this means that one person will receive a bye in the quarterfinals and advance directly.

Tarvin announced, "The second round of ring battles is over. The third round will now begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the names on the big screen started scrolling again.

With Soguli withdrawing, there is one less person on the list for the round of 16 to 8, which means that someone in one group will get a bye and directly enter the top four.

The matching results appeared on the screen quickly.

But what no one expected was—

The person who got a bye was Wu Sheng.

The gazes of everyone looking at Wu Sheng were instantly filled with envy and jealousy.

This is just too good of luck!

In the first round, I encountered that yellow-haired good-for-nothing who only knew how to yell.

In the second round, he encountered a guy whose punching power and fighting skills were both inferior.

In the third round, they received a bye!

"Brother Wu, your luck is truly enviable..." Zhao Dele exclaimed, "It makes us green with envy."

Wu Sheng was also somewhat surprised by the result: "I didn't expect it either, it can only be said to be a coincidence."

These words infuriated Xu Fei and the others.

"How come this bastard's luck is so good?" Xu Fei gritted his teeth. "Damn it, why?"

Zhou Wei was even more indignant: "He got lucky, that thing deserves to die!"

They say things like that, as if their loss was related to luck, completely forgetting how badly they were beaten just now. (Highly recommend "Forced to Grow Like a Piglet? But I'm Immune to the Cost!" Click to enter the story world.)

Yan Liang, watching this scene from the corner, was filled with jealousy and even a hint of resentment.

He couldn't understand why, despite being from the outer city and selected from the Hyena Gang—who were practically on par back in the gang—Wu Sheng had managed to rise to his current position while Yan Liang was in such a sorry state.

Danxin, watching from below the stage, raised an eyebrow slightly: "This kid's got some good luck."

And just like that, Wu Sheng didn't even have to play in the third round, and directly entered the top four.

Next, only three groups of students remained to compete on the stage.

These six people, who managed to survive two rounds, are all strong. Even if they aren't top-tier, each of them is quite capable.

The final round of battle was so intense that it took everyone's breath away.

On the stage, everyone unleashed their true skills, with whistling punches and crisscrossing kicks, each move carrying the ruthless intent to tear their opponent apart.

Wu Sheng sat below the stage, his eyes fixed intently on their moves and techniques.

That guy named Ellis was indeed very strong. His fighting skills were close to the intermediate level, and his opponent was no slouch either, but he was still a bit weaker than Ellis. In the end, Ellis won.

The runner-up, Liu Zhen, may not have looked particularly impressive, but his every move was incredibly steady. After exchanging dozens of blows, his opponent was gradually overwhelmed and eventually defeated.

The other group also quickly determined a winner.

The top four have now been determined:

Ellis, Liu Zhen, Wu Sheng, and another student.

Tavin stepped forward and announced, "The top eight and top four spots in the arena competition have been determined. This assessment is now concluded!"

He paused, then continued, "Those who make it to the top eight and top four in both tests during this assessment will receive corresponding rewards this week."

However, he added:

"I know some people will think there's something wrong with this rule—for example, two strong players meet in the first round, and one of them is eliminated, not even making it into the top eight, even though he might be stronger than some of the people who made it into the top eight."

Many people in the audience agreed with these words.

And that was indeed the case. One student, who ranked in the top eight in the punching power test, encountered a formidable opponent in the first round and was eliminated immediately. If it weren't for bad luck, he would have had a real chance to compete for a place in the top eight.

Xu Fei and Zhou Wei also seemed to agree wholeheartedly—they felt they hadn't performed well. If they were to play again, they believed they were no worse than any of the top eight.

Tarvin continued:

"We are also prepared for this issue."

"In the next ring competition, the top eight from this round will not need to go through any further selection and will directly become the champions. The top thirty-two from the next punching power test, excluding the top eight from this round, will compete again to select a group of challengers who can choose their own champions to challenge."

"If you win, you'll be a new top eight."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with joy.

This rule makes sense; they'll have a chance next time.

"Well then, that's all for today." Tavan waved his hand. "The rewards for the students who received them will be distributed tomorrow. Now, get back to what you were doing."

It was already afternoon.

Since Wu Sheng had a bye in the third round and his body was not greatly depleted, he decided to continue practicing the Body Tempering Technique on his own.

Zhao Dele and the other two first took Suoguli back to his dormitory to rest, and then took him to the medical department of the martial arts academy for treatment—Suoguli's injury was indeed quite serious.