The only thing he found regrettable was that the Ximen Clan, Xiao Clan, Cang Clan, and Liu Clan had all held something back.
They each still had a disciple keeping watch in reserve, just like their Jiang Zhanyu.
But on second thought, it was hardly strange. He wanted to ride Chen Wen's east wind and rise with it.
Did these people not harbor the same little schemes?
But then again, these people were already enough.
His purpose was to wear down Chen Wen's strength, then let his own elder brother step in and reap the harvest.
The disciples those forces had held back still fell far short of his elder brother.
That way, everything would remain under control.
At that thought, Jiang Zhanlei rose to his feet and shouted, "Where are the disciples who wish to enter the field!!!"
The moment those words fell, disciple after disciple stood up, nearly fifty in total.
This commotion immediately drew everyone's attention.
As their gazes swept over the group, their pupils involuntarily contracted.
At the same time, discussions erupted everywhere.
"Damn... are they really going for a group battle?"
"Wasn't this what that kid asked for? They're answering his challenge."
"This... that kid is in serious trouble now. How is he supposed to fight fifty people alone?"
"If I remember correctly, five people in this group rank within the top twenty-five of the Latent Dragon Ranking. The highest-ranked is Ximen Tianxiu, at eighteenth."
"Yeah, I recognize them too."
"Haha, that kid got so full of himself after killing Jiang Ning. Now five people no weaker than Jiang Ning are going up together."
"Now I'd like to see what he has to fight them with."
"Have you forgotten? It isn't just those five this time. There are more than forty other disciples waiting."
"Right,