The second morning, the entire Floating Mountain battle field’s seats were filled with people.

In the final competition, Tang Zhuo and Chu Mu will fight for the win. It was hard to imagine that the previously thought unbeatable top three would get taken down by a black horse. In fact, many people in Zhengming Main City lean towards New Moon Land Chu Mu being able to take down the victory.

Tang Zhuo stood on the main floating mountain, his expression slightly twisted.

Han Erxing still hadn’t given him any news. Was the plan last night a success? Tang Zhuo had no clue.

Tang Zhuo glanced at Chu Mu sitting in the other seats. He looked incredibly calm, as if nothing happened last night at all.

“Did Han Erxing not succeed?” Tang Zhuo started doubting.

Tang Zhuo was just guessing when someone came up from behind him and said something to Tang Zhuo.

Tang Zhuo paused and glanced over at Xin Xin.

Xin Xin also stood up to follow Tang Zhuo to backstage.

Backstage, there was an extended piece of hovering rock with a large...