In the first match, the Cloud Realm Sect won by a landslide, just as expected. The three elders from the Myriad Worlds Sect had barely exchanged a few blows before conceding.
Perhaps the first match had left the Cloud Realm Sect seething, because for the second match, they sent out their second-strongest group.
The Myriad Worlds Sect was naturally glad to see this, so they sent out another weak group to face them.
Though they had won twice in a row, there was not a hint of joy on the faces of the Cloud Realm Sect members.
This way of winning made them feel as if they were being toyed with, mocked, and looked down upon.
"We'll take the next match."
Xie Yu glanced at Chen Changan. The Cloud Realm Sect had already used up its two strongest groups, but it still had three groups left.
And those three groups were no pushovers either.
Xie Yu felt that the Myriad Worlds Sect needed a victory now to boost morale.
He was confident he could win a match, and he had faith in Chen Changan too. But the remaining three peak masters were clearly nervous.
So winning a match now was essential.
Chen Changan nodded in agreement.
"The Myriad Worlds Sect finally decided to send out its sect master?"
"Ugh, what good will it do to take the field now? They've already lost two matches."
"Exactly. They've still got three Greater Thousand Realm cultivators. Isn't this a guaranteed loss?"
"If you ask me, they should send those three Greater Thousand Realm guys out first, then concede right away and hurry home."
"I really don't get it. How did a sect like that even get invited? And their number is one hundred and fifty, no less."
"Right? It's embarrassing to be ranked