"Alright, then let's proceed to decide the opponents for the other disciples."
Ji Yuanyuan took a deep breath before speaking.
The other power leaders said nothing further and began discussing among themselves in low voices.
Ximen Tiankuang and Jiang Zhanlei exchanged a glance, but it broke apart at the slightest touch.
Though they had a grudge between them, this matter had placed pressure on them both.
Ever since Chen Wen had revealed his strength at the tea gathering, they had indeed grown increasingly uneasy.
Thus, they had no choice but to return to the same front.
To them, killing Chen Wen remained the foremost priority.
Otherwise, if Chen Wen truly grew stronger, they would be in deep trouble.
As clan heads, no one saw through the essence of this matter more clearly than they did.
Half an hour later.
Ji Yuanyuan spoke, "All the matchups have now been arranged. Take a look and see whether anything still needs adjusting."
"This Seat has no objections," Ximen Tiankuang said.
Jiang Zhanlei nodded as well. "This Seat has no objections either."
Xiao Zhanyun and the others also voiced their agreement, all indicating that they had no objections.
"Then it's settled."
Ji Yuanyuan made the final decision.
The leaders of the various powers nodded one after another.
"Let's go."
After dropping those words, Ji Yuanyuan took the lead and walked outside.
Seeing this, the others silently followed after her.
At this moment, the Grand Arena was gradually growing restless as well.
Because the allotted hour was nearly up.
Some disciples who had been recovering also awakened from cultivation one after another.
They all knew very well that the real battle had only just begun.
Only by winning the third match could they securely enter the top thirty.
If they drew, or even lost, there