Gu Xuan curled his lips into a faint sneer. "Forget it. They're too weak."
After his battle with Murong Qingxian, he had thought the others might surprise him too.
But he realized he had been wrong.
Even Qin Jiuyou, who ranked in the top ten of the Outer City Disciple Ranking, was beneath mention. The rest were even less worth mentioning.
He had lost interest in wasting time on these useless wastes of space.
"All right, then. You can step down."
Zhao Dongshan nodded and spoke.
Gu Xuan said nothing more and strode down.
Everyone sighed involuntarily at the sight.
How could they fail to see what Gu Xuan was thinking?
Still, for the first group, this really was an opportunity.
If Gu Xuan stayed on, that would truly spell despair.
But soon, everyone came to their senses and turned their attention to the third group.
Clearly, they wanted to see who would take the stage next.
Before long, a figure stepped out of the group.
Who was this?
As everyone studied the figure, confusion flickered in their eyes.
At the same time, a wave of discussion rose through the crowd.
"Does anyone know him?"
"He doesn't look like an Outer City disciple!"
"You're right. His name is Tang Chongxiao. He's a Heavenly Ruins disciple, ranked third in the Heavenly Ruins Disciple Ranking."
"So that's it. Nothing to worry about, then. This should be the first group's only chance to win."
"Exactly. Still, perhaps the third group sent him out because they don't want the first group to lose too badly."
"Why couldn't this be their way of mocking the first group's incompetence?"
"Haha, that makes sense too!"
"..."
For a time, the place erupted into a din, with mocking laughter ringing out incessantly.
Over in the first group.
Murong