"Next match: Feiyun Sect's Ye Feng versus North Snow Sect's Zhang Huairu!"
The moment the North Snow Sect Elder's voice fell, an uproar swept across the plaza.
The North Snow Sect disciples grew even more excited and began cheering.
Zhang Huairu was the North Snow Sect's tenth True Disciple. His cultivation had already reached the eighth layer of the True Condensation realm, making him a top-tier fighter among ordinary True Disciples.
"Senior Brother Zhang is finally taking the stage! Now things are going to get interesting!"
"Exactly! Ye Feng is only at the third layer of the True Condensation realm, five minor realms behind Senior Brother Zhang. The gap is like a heavenly chasm—Senior Brother Zhang is guaranteed to win!"
"I think Ye Feng is going to suffer this time. He might not even withstand a single move from Senior Brother Zhang. This will show him what a True Disciple's strength really is!"
Amid the discussions, the North Snow Sect disciples wore smug expressions, as if they had already seen Ye Feng's crushing defeat.
Meanwhile, on the elevated platform overlooking the plaza, the Elders of the various sects also turned their gazes toward the fifth-group arena.
The North Snow Sect's Grand Elder narrowed his eyes. He saw through Ye Feng's cultivation at a glance and smiled as he teased the Feiyun Sect's Grand Elder beside him, "Sect Leader Chu certainly has a good eye. Ye Feng is only seventeen, yet he's already reached the third layer of the True Condensation realm. His talent truly is rare. No wonder your Feiyun Sect made an exception to promote him. But speaking of which, he's five minor realms behind Zhang Huairu. I'm afraid he'll suffer this time. If he had participated in the Grand Tournament two sessions later, he might even have dominated