Chapter 642

Covered in blood, Yan Ze gazed toward Su Ming in the distance and gave a slight nod.

Su Ming had helped him block Yang Xuan, preventing him from disturbing the great battle between himself and Dong Yufeng.

He would remember this for the rest of his life.

"Brilliant, brilliant!"

"Yan Ze, Dong Yufeng, although you aren't strong enough, that fight was truly spectacular. I've remembered you both." Yang Xuan watched with satisfaction, his laughter bold as he spoke from afar.

【The final four have been decided!】

【Yang Xuan, Yan Ze, Sword Guest Zhan Yue, Zhang Guliu】

【All contestants will return to their personal rooms to rest!】

In the next instant, everyone left the battlefield.

The world channel was already in a frenzy; people were frantically sharing the match recordings, and the discussions were heated.

The closer it got to the finals, the more white-hot the audience's emotions became.

"The level of excitement in this year's top ten melee tournament has left me feeling nothing but shock, and more shock."

"Every single contestant gave it their all; it truly left me yearning for more."

"Among the final four, there is only one person we expected: Zhang Guliu."

"As for the other three—Sword Guest Zhan Yue, Yan Ze, and Yang Xuan—we all thought they would be eliminated, yet who would have thought they would be the ones standing at the end!"

"It's truly so unexpected."

"Damn it, I bet all my Arrival Coins on Black Light Sword Guest Qian Ming. His strength was so formidable, yet he was defeated head-on in a duel by Sword Guest Zhan Yue!"

"I've lost everything, sigh!!" Some laughed, while others naturally cried.

"The number one sword guest this year is undoubtedly Sword Guest Zhan Yue."

"But in my opinion, that's as far as he'll go."