"It’s him…" Zong Hentian’s expression changed, as he looked at the man who stood up.
"Who is he?" Lin Fan asked.
"He is one of Jiuxiao Sect’s disciples who is very strong. I saw him once in the forbidden grounds expedition. And he was strong… Very strong." Zong Hentian’s mind had some misgivings about this now.
He had not noticed it at the start. But upon hearing the name, he started having some recollections.
The loss of the first match had already been a morale suppressor for Glory Sect. Zong Hentian had thought that he would have a firm victory in the second match to stabilize the crowd. But by the looks of it, things weren’t going to be so easy after all.
"Fellow brothers, I was unable to win." Chou Tianran walked over with his head bowed down, somewhat downcast. Evidently, he was both blaming himself for the loss and feeling helpless for drawing out Xinfeng’s lot in the first match.
