The Red Firmament Sect disciples behind him echoed him one after another.
"Yeah, the Heaven Sect isn't much!"
"And here I thought they were something special. Turns out only Leng Yuexin can fight!"
"With standards like this, what right do they have to be ranked alongside our Red Firmament Sect?"
"In the next round, Senior Brother Zhao Wuji will go up and crush those small fry outright. We'll take this round right here, hahahaha..."
"..."
Facing the other side's mockery, Elder Pei showed no intention of getting angry. Instead, his face was as still as deep water.
The situation had now completely deviated from his expectations.
In a best-of-five match, losing two of the first three rounds meant they had to win both of the remaining rounds to take the match.
He had confidence in Chu Yunhe for the final round, but the fourth round... It had originally been the Special Tactics Group, meant to stall the opponent's powerful force...
Zhao Wuji was the Red Firmament Sect's second-strongest fighter after Ren Huai, and his strength could reach the early Venerable realm.
With that kind of combat power, even if any Heaven Sect disciple led the team—even Chu Yunhe or Leng Yuexin—they might not necessarily win.
Let alone Duan Gang and the others?
It seemed they were going to lose this round!
At that moment, Elder Pei could no longer see the slightest hope.
His expression darkened as he looked at Jiang Fan and the others.
"Duan Gang, the next round is up to you."
There were no extra words, and no additional instructions.
Even the Heaven Sect Inner Disciples who had originally mocked Jiang Fan and the others had sunk into the shadow of defeat, leaving the place in utter silence.
Opposite them, Elder Zhao of the Red Firmament Sect