Chương 1797: Auto Refinement Of Faux Vine Metal Ore

Lin Mu, Saintess, Little Shrubby and the twins enjoyed a meal before relaxing for the rest of the time.

It was already night time and tomorrow, Lin Mu would have to get ready for the Tournament's next stage.

Shortly after they had finished the meal, Lin Mu felt the identity token receiving an announcement.

~humm~

"Next match?" The Saintess easily guessed.

"Yes." Lin Mu replied, holding the identity token.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Me." Lin Mu answered.

"That's quick." The Saintess commented, not expecting Lin Mu's turn to be this early.

"Mmhmm, the chances were less." Lin Mu nodded his head. "Though it also makes things easier for me." 

If Lin Mu was done with his own match early on, he would be free to help out the others. And thankfully, other than him, none of his companions had matches in this cycle.