No matter what, the Imperial Dao Sect had at least secured one victory. What about their Eastern Emperor Sect?
Ye Xu in particular wanted to fly into a rage, yet there was nothing he could do. Fundamentally, Lin Tao was not to blame for the loss; the main responsibility lay with Ye Xu for choosing him. Lin Tao had been ganged up on.
Though Ye Xu felt stifled, he could only curse Lin Tao in his heart for being too high-profile. If Lin Tao had not formed such a deep grudge with Fu Baiming back then, would there have been so much trouble now?
There was no use bringing any of this up now.
The competition still had to continue.
Yet Ye Xu no longer knew whom to send out.
Thus, for the next match, Ye Xu simply left it to fate. He watched who the other two sides sent out, then dispatched one of his own.
Whatever level of martial strength the others sent, he sent someone of the same level. That way, he would neither fear being weaker than them nor fear being besieged for being too strong.
Ye Xu was now completely leaving things to heaven's will.
But no miracle occurred.
With their morale plummeting, coupled with the fact that the Demon Slaying Branch seemed to possess the ability to defeat opponents above their own level, both the Eastern Emperor Sect and the Imperial Dao Sect were defeated once more, and the Demon Slaying Branch claimed another victory.
Though the Imperial Dao Sect and Eastern Emperor Sect were anxious, they could do nothing.
If they sent someone too powerful, like Lin Tao, that would become a cautionary tale.
If they sent someone not strong enough, they could not defeat the others either. Helpless, they could only select