Mu Chen smiled faintly, making no unnecessary moves.
At that moment, silence spoke louder than words, brimming with utter contempt.
"Let's join forces and knock Mu Chen down first."
Xi Qinghai stood in blue robes, brimming with arrogance.
If he had to face Mu Chen alone, he truly had little confidence.
But on the eighth level, there were five prodigies and two veteran powerhouses.
With all seven joining forces to surround him, surely they could defeat the Northern Heavens' top disciple.
Yet before the other powerhouses could say a word, disagreement broke out within their own ranks.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in advancing to the ninth level."
"Indeed. I'll withdraw as well."
The two veteran powerhouses had witnessed Green Tiger's death and were still mourning the loss of a fellow combatant. How could they be willing to serve as cannon fodder for the various prodigies?
Besides, there were only three spots on the ninth level.
However they divided them, there was no chance of the likes of them, who came from minor sects, getting one. Did they take them for fools?
"Junior Mu Chen, you've got it wrong. I'm on your side!"
The curvaceous beauty flashed a radiant smile. Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, she leaped up to the ninth level and landed beside Mu Chen.
"Save me a spot. You and I can fight shoulder to shoulder and defend the ninth level."
Xia Youran leaned close to Mu Chen's ear, grinning as sweet breath wafted from her lips.
"Senior Sister, just because we're close doesn't mean you can take advantage of me."
Mu Chen eyed her warily and immediately swept his sleeve.
A gentle yet domineering force surged out, sending the Nine Summers Chamber of Commerce's stunned young mistress right back down to the eighth level.
He showed his