At first, after watching Chu Yunhe's performance on the stage, they had thought there was still hope of entering the Top Ten.
Now...
With so many people still fighting on the field, forget the Top Ten—he probably had not even made the top fifty.
"Why... why did it turn out like this..."
A female disciple murmured under her breath.
"If Duan Gang had gone up, could he have..."
She did not finish, but everyone understood.
If Duan Gang had gone up, with the strength he had shown by killing Zhao Wuji with a single finger, how could he possibly have been eliminated so easily under Li Luochuan and the others' encirclement?
Even if he could not make the top three, his chances of fighting his way into the Top Ten would have been very high.
But of all things...
Everyone's gaze turned involuntarily toward Elder Pei.
Elder Pei was still sitting there, expressionless.
But anyone observant would notice that his hands were clenched tightly around the armrests, his knuckles white.
"Damn it!"
"This Chu Yunhe is utterly useless!"
Elder Pei cursed wildly in his heart.
Granted, there had been certain problems with his tactics.
But as the number one disciple of the Heaven Sect, Chu Yunhe was far too worthless.
The Heaven Sect's situation had been excellent in the first three rounds, only for them to stumble in these final two.
And the defeats in these last two rounds were both directly related to Chu Yunhe.
If he had been able to win even one of those rounds, the Heaven Sect would not have fallen to such a state.
Now...
With the Heaven Sect ending this Sect Ranking Tournament ahead of time, their ranking would likely be fixed at twenty-fifth.
He no longer dared imagine how the sect master and