After all, admitting defeat is at most a loss of face, but if you forcefully resist, it could cost you your life.
At this moment, Yuan Qingâs expression was grim.
He came from a collateral branch of the Yuan Family and was brought to the main family due to his decent talent.
However, his talent might be good elsewhere, but in the Yuan Family where talents abound, it wasnât considered outstanding.
There were many people like him who could enjoy many privileges that others couldnât, but their presence in the Yuan Family wasnât very significant.
Upon learning that his next opponent was Gu Yuan, who defeated the eldest young master, Yuan Qing roared inwardly and prepared to concede directly when the time came.
Are you kidding? Heâs not stupid. That Gu Yuan isnât even a match for the eldest young master, so whatâs the point of confronting him head-on?
Other than being cannon fodder, it wouldnât serve any purpose.
But Yuan Qing never expected to be summoned by the Patriarch of the Yuan Family.
The old ancestor, in their opinion, was a legendary figure.
Yuan Qing went to meet the old ancestor with excitement, but the patriarch only said one sentence, which sent a chill through him.
"Tomorrow, during your duel with Gu Yuan, youâre not allowed to admit defeat."
The Patriarch of the Yuan Family didnât care about the emotions of a collateral descendant. After saying this, he dismissed him.
Yuan Qing returned to his room in a daze, and soon, someone brought a lot of treasures.
The person responsible for delivering the items had a look of envy, saying it was a reward from the patriarch, and instructed him to perform well in tomorrowâs duel.
Perform well?
A trace of bitter smile appeared on Yuan Qingâs lips.
Facing a formidable opponent like Gu Yuan and being forbidden to admit defeat, what does this imply?
Yuan Qing couldnât understand whether the patriarch was simply dissatisfied and didnât want to lose face, or was trying to achieve some purpose through him.
He only knew that the duel tomorrow could very well cost him his life.
He sat dumbfounded on a chair, for the first time feeling a sense of dissatisfaction towards the indifferent Yuan Family.
Gu Shengyin also learned who her next opponent would be.
Another member of the Yuan Family? What a coincidence.
Judging by the name, it should be someone from a collateral branch.
The duel was approaching quickly.
The audience for this duel was exceptionally large, with a significant portion coming specifically to see Gu Shengyin.
They all wanted to witness what it was like for a Summoner who could summon multiple Demon Beasts.
Yuan Qing stood in the arena and looked at the girl opposite him.
She was only in her early twenties, dressed in a strikingly dazzling red robe, her black hair tied up high, and her exquisite and vivid looks exuded an indescribable boldness and freedom.
Indeed, for someone like her, such self-indulgence was justified.
Gu Shengyin glanced at Yuan Qing but didnât recognize him.
However, for someone to reach this stage, their strength couldnât be weak.
Both sides completed the ceremonial greeting according to the rules.
The referee instinctively waited for Yuan Qing to concede.
He had grown accustomed to it; the duels involving Gu Yuan were the easiest among all the matches he had ever presided over.
Because... he practically didnât need to do anything.
But soon, he heard the roar of Demon Beasts.
Turning his head, he saw that the contestant from the Yuan Family had directly summoned his Demon Beast.
Was he really not planning to concede?
Gu Shengyin also seemed a bit surprised. She raised an eyebrow, said nothing more, and summoned the Flame Lark.
With Yuan Qingâs level of strength, the Flame Lark would be more than enough.
Upon seeing Gu Shengyin summon only one Demon Beast, Yuan Qing didnât feel that she was underestimating him.
He was quite aware of his own capabilities.