"You already did your best."
Zhuge Qiyue spoke calmly.
"Exactly, Sis. It's not that you aren't strong enough. Gu Xuan has simply cultivated for decades longer than you."
Murong Qingcheng also offered words of comfort.
Murong Qingxian took a deep breath, then looked at Chen Wen and the others. "The rest is up to you."
"Gu Xuan may have beaten me, but he didn't come out unscathed either. That's good news for you."
Qin Jiuyou and the others exchanged glances. They wanted to say something, but in the end, no words came out.
To them, as long as Gu Xuan remained undefeated, none of it meant anything.
Of course, they could not say that in front of Murong Qingxian.
Just then, Zhao Dongshan looked at Gu Xuan. "Boy, are you going to continue, or let the next person take over?"
A glint flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes before he replied, "I haven't had my fill yet. Let's continue."
This...
Hearing that, everyone instinctively cast pitying looks toward Chen Wen and the others.
Even as mere spectators, they understood what Gu Xuan continuing meant.
With that being the case, who from the first group would step up?
Qin Jiuyou?
Or Zhao Feng, who ranked even lower?
Or someone else?
But were any of them really a match for Gu Xuan?
They felt these people were still far too inferior.
But if none of them stepped forward, who else could take their place?
They could not think of anyone capable of it.
Qin Jiuyou and the others involuntarily paled again at those words.
But their pride made them grit their teeth and hold firm, not daring to show the slightest panic.
"All right."
Zhao Dongshan nodded, then turned toward the first group. "Which of you is next?"
At those words, Murong Qingxian