The disciples who were watching the battle felt a surge of excitement. Everyone could see that Ye Chen was holding his own in a one-on-three fight. In fact, he appeared even more relaxed than before.
The cheers from the crowd grew louder and louder.
When Wang Chuan observed this scene, he smiled with relief. Even if Ye Chen were to lose, there would be no shame in that.
From this moment on, who would dare to claim that he did not know how to teach his disciples?
Ye Chen did not allow any feelings of pride to surface. He understood that this was merely a warm-up.
None of the three opponents had revealed their true strengths. This battle had only just begun.
Lan Yu gripped the sword tightly in his hand, appearing beside Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, the sword in Lan Yu's grasp burst forth with a brilliant light and sharp sword energy surged out.
