Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Fan Tielan threw herself into Zheng Qian's arms and even offered to wash his clothes and warm his bed, which infuriated Lu Yan.

Zheng Qian, you poor loser, country bumpkin! The girl I've been pursuing, Mo Li, has developed feelings for you, and the newly chosen Empress, Fan Tielan, is throwing herself into your arms.

Why? Why what?

If looks could kill, Zheng Qian would have been killed by Lu Yan ten thousand times over.

In terms of the number of articles, Zheng Qian losing one round is not a big deal. If he wins the next round, he will still be firmly in the top 64, just ranked at the bottom.

Winning the first round puts you in the top 50, and of those 50, at least 30 will win two rounds in a row. Out of 100, perhaps 40 will lose two rounds in a row, because the draw rules dictate that the winners will be matched against the losers.

Each group has 25 people, and one person will not be given a bye this time, but will be selected as the top seed player through a match between the winners.

Therefore, Zheng Qian didn't care. Losing to Fan Tielan gave her a chance to enter the top sixty-four, which had no impact on his chances of winning first place in the martial arts competition.

He will not lose any of the battles to come.

The first round of competition ended quickly, and the second round of drawing lots took place.

Regardless of the outcome of the first round, the winners would be among the top 64, so Fan Tielan was in a relaxed mood, as she was already one of the 64.

This time, Zheng Qian drew number five, and Fan Tielan drew number three.

The casino staff received the list immediately, and the betting started right away.

In the third match, Fan Tielan faced off against Lu Yan.

In the fourth match, Pu Yuanyi faced Xia Lianwu.

In the fifth match, Zheng Qian faced off against Cao Zhenyu.

Fan Tielan had a long face and kept complaining.

"The draw is a cross-matching system, with the winner facing the loser. There's an empty draw that the winner is supposed to fill in. How did it end up being me fighting Lu Yan?"

Zheng Qian comforted him, "Your father is General Fan, a pillar of the nation. Lu Yan won't kill you. You can rest assured about that. At most, he'll just break your legs."

Fan Tielan was displeased when she jumped up and punched Zheng Qian in the chest.

"Do you think I'm someone who lives off my father? Let me tell you, Zheng Qian, I'm definitely no less than any man, hmph."

Hu Can struck the gong and shouted loudly.

"The third match is between Fan Tielan and Lu Yan."

Lu Yan slowly flew onto the arena, looking down at Fan Tielan.

Fan Tielan's face darkened. She disliked Lu Yan, even hated him; it was her instinctive intuition.

Lu Yan wore a confident smile on his arrogant face, but deep in his eyes was an aggressive intent that Fan Tielan found repulsive.

"Don't worry, Tielan, Brother Yan will never hurt you."

Fan Tielan felt nauseous. Who is your sister?

Brother Yan? Who are you?

Don't try to get close to me, I only want to call Zheng Qian "brother".

Despite her disgust, Fan Tielan still bowed to Lu Yan.

"Thank you, Prince."

The audience was cheering for Lu Yan; what could they do? He was the Crown Prince.

"Go for it, Prince! Defeat her in one move!"

"The Crown Prince knows how to cherish women, so he'll need at least three moves."

"Once the fire is set, Fan Tielan will have lost."

Lu Yan stared at Fan Tielan, his smile growing even wilder and more confident.

See? When I, the Crown Prince, am on stage, no one dares to say a bad word. But when Zheng Qian is on stage, people are shouting that they'll beat him to tears.

Hu Can stood on the ring, wanting to announce the start, but Lu Yan only had eyes for Fan Tielan and was showing off on the field, forgetting to indicate whether it had started or not.

Hu Can knew Lu Yan's personality very well. He would hold a grudge over the smallest things that didn't go his way. Even if he didn't explode on the spot, he would find an opportunity to take revenge later.

I can’t afford to offend you. I can’t afford to offend you.

Lu Yan raised his right hand and waved to the audience.

"Hello everyone."

"Greetings, Your Highness."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Serve the Crown Prince."

Lu Yan lowered his right hand with satisfaction. See, this is the power of my influence as the Crown Prince.

In the audience, the people stared blankly at the well-dressed strangers around them, the very same wealthy and powerful people who had just been shouting.

Have you guys received professional training in shamelessness? How can you even praise Lu Yan's ugly face? Are you blind?

Lu Yan glanced smugly at Fan Tielan, then nodded to Hu Can, signaling that he could begin.

Hu Candang struck the gong and announced loudly.

"start."

Lu Yan extended his right hand in a gesture of invitation and said with a smile, "Sister Tie Lan, use all your moves, and Brother Yan will never fight back."

You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Fan Tielan's mood was no longer heavy; instead, she wore a lovely smile.

"Your Highness is joking. Tielan is no match for Your Highness."

After a pause, Fan Tielan said loudly, "I admit defeat."

After saying that, Fan Tielan bowed to Lu Yan, then turned and walked off the stage, running to Zheng Qian's side and chattering incessantly.

Lu Yan still wore a smile on his face, but his heart was filled with boundless killing intent.

I, the Crown Prince, gave you face by allowing you to attack, yet you dared to disobey me and admit defeat directly. Do you think I am inferior to Zheng Qian?

Once the martial arts test is over, Fan Tielan, you will also die.

Lu Yan was essentially trying to get closer to Fan Tielan by letting her hit him as much as she wanted, but Fan Tielan directly admitted defeat, which meant she rejected his offer and didn't give him any chance to build a relationship.

Hu Can's heart pounded; Fan Tielan had committed a grave mistake.

"Haha, Fan Tielan has already admitted defeat."

"Victory without even a single move, the Crown Prince is too fierce."

"Your Highness, you have won first place in the martial arts test."

"Your Highness, you have won first place in the martial arts test."

The audience chanted that he had won first place, which made Lu Yan feel a little better.

The first person to shout out was the son of the Minister. This man is worth promoting; give him a five-rank promotion.

"Tie Lan, although you are not an official, you are the daughter of a great general. Your public refusal of the crown prince may seem like you were too weak to defeat him, but it actually shows that you disobeyed his orders. Be careful in the future and don't make such a basic mistake."

Zheng Qian earnestly advised Fan Tielan that while being the daughter of a great general brought her glory, it was also like a shackle, imposing many rules and regulations upon her.

"Hmph, I don't care about any of that. Why should I do things I don't like?" Fan Tielan pouted. At this moment, she was not a tomboy, but a cute girl next door.

Women are fickle.

The fourth match was between Pu Yuanyi and Xia Lianwu, two foreign players. Due to the intense fighting, neither of them held back when the final outcome was decided. Pu Yuanyi was cleaved in two by Xia Lianwu on the spot.

There were deaths in the previous group stage matches, but this is the first death in Zheng Qian's group.

Death did not frighten the audience; instead, it fueled their fighting spirit and made them even more enthusiastic about the competition.

When Hu Can announced Zheng Qian versus Cao Zhenyu, the audience shouted.

"To decide who is superior and who is inferior, and to decide life and death, kill."

"Zheng Qian, give him three moves, then kill him with one punch."

“Cao Zhenyu, kill Zheng Qian, and you will be the terminator of perfect scores in the written exam.”

Zheng Qian frowned. These people really didn't seem to care about making things worse; they were even shouting about killing people.

The world's common ailment is its emphasis on martial prowess over intellectual pursuits. People are passionate and unafraid of death, yet they never consider why they kill.

Zheng Qian slowly walked onto the arena, while Cao Zhenyu actually flew onto the arena.

Cao Zhenyu is a Dragon Shaping Realm expert.

Cao Zhenyu, who was two realms higher, didn't take Zheng Qian seriously. When Zheng Qian stepped onto the stage, Cao Zhenyu held up three fingers at him.

"Three moves, and I can kill you like slaughtering a dog."