Yue Zhengyu and Xu Xiaoyan were watching the competition as well. The expressions on their faces now revealed they were feeling slightly helpless.
"Oh no. Why does Xinglan have to encounter him in the first round? It's rather unfortunate," said Xu Xiaoyan as she heaved a sigh.
Yue Zhengyu spoke, "It's not necessarily a bad thing. We've never lacked in our desires to engage in battles. On the contrary, powerful opponents are in short supply. Even if Xinglan were to lose this round, it should be helpful for her development. Old Saber is definitely not someone we can deal with. That fellow is supposed to be a three-word battle armor master. Due to his poor relationship with people and impoverished status, he has remained a two-word battle armor master. Unexpectedly, he has become a great hit in this competition by fluke."