At those words, the disciples' expressions involuntarily changed.
Just as Murong Qingxian had said, if they failed to stand united, defeat was certain.
At that thought, they involuntarily drew deep breaths and turned their gazes back to the Battle Arena.
By then, the battle between the two had reached a fever pitch.
What shocked them most was that Zhuge Qiyue had begun to fall behind.
Although her disadvantage was not obvious, they knew that if this continued, the outcome was already decided.
At that realization, the words Chen Wen had just spoken flashed through the disciples' minds.
Could he really have seen it coming all along?
Their expressions involuntarily changed at the thought.
For a moment, even the way they looked at Chen Wen changed.
By contrast, Qin Jiuyou's expression turned rather ugly.
His own rebuttal to Chen Wen still rang in his ears.
If the final outcome really proved to be as Chen Wen had said, it would be no different from a vicious slap across his face.
Merely imagining that scene made him feel utterly humiliated.
In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.
Bang!!!
With an explosive crash, Zhuge Qiyue and Huang Xiaochen both unleashed their strongest blows.
As their attacks collided, Zhuge Qiyue was sent flying backward and ultimately fell below the Battle Arena.
Pfft.
Zhuge Qiyue finally could not hold it back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Huang Xiaochen was not in good shape either. Although he had not fallen off the Battle Arena, he had gouged two long trails across its surface.
Pfft!!!
When he crashed into the Battle Arena's protective wall, he too could not help spraying out a mouthful of blood.
The two looked much the same, both down on one knee.
This...
Everyone watched, unable