Jiang Fan watched the battle quietly, his expression calm.
To his eyes, combat at this level was riddled with flaws, little more than child's play.
Yet he revealed nothing, merely watching in silence.
Match after match, the relegation battles for fifth-grade sects continued for an entire day.
That day, some sects scraped through with narrow victories, cheering in wild jubilation.
Other sects suffered crushing defeats, their disciples clutching their heads and weeping.
The cruelty of the cultivation world was displayed to the fullest upon a Martial Arts Arena barely a hundred zhang wide...
"The first day of the fifth-grade sect relegation battles has concluded!"
"They will continue tomorrow!"
A single day had already left Jiang Fan feeling as though he were sitting on pins and needles.
There was no way he could endure seven days.
Thus, over the following days, Jiang Fan rarely appeared at the venue. Instead, he took Jiang Ming and Lin Yan sightseeing through the towns near the Black-and-White Academy.
Seven days later.
The fifth-grade sect relegation battles finally came to an end.
Wei Lang, Deacon of the Grand Capital Prefecture, made his first appearance.
"I hereby announce that the first stage of the Sect Promotion Grand Competition, the preliminary rounds for the fifth-grade sect group, has concluded!"
"The sects relegated this time are Cloud Mountain Abode, Red Leaf Valley..."
After reading out twenty names in succession, Wei Lang swept his gaze across the entire venue.
"Congratulations to the remaining fifth-grade sects on successfully retaining your ranks!"
Boom!
A fierce commotion erupted across the entire venue.
Some wept with joy, while others were overcome by grief.
However, as one in a high position, Wei Lang had long grown accustomed to such scenes and remained utterly unmoved.
"Next stop, tomorrow: the Aurora Society!"
"The fourth-grade sect group