"We won! We won!"
The new disciples cheered.
Almost all of them had been "sent" into the Nine Nether Tower by the senior disciples when they first entered the Primordial Star.
This anger was finally vented in the Fate Dream Battle, and the victory was crushing!
Of the 18 contestants on their side, a total of six had not gone on stage yet.
It felt good!
"The senior disciples were still saying that the match would be over before Gao Junyu and Tranagi could even fight. What a joke."
"This reverse face-slapping feels really awesome. Never mind the four 17-star trump cards on our side, even the two 16-stars have been waiting while sitting till their butts are burning hot."
"What if I'm not satisfied? Will they let the senior disciples return to the arena for a second round?"
...
The senior disciples were dazed and embarrassed.
The more ruthless their words had been before the match, the more swollen their faces were.
