This was a duel that had captured everyone's attention.
The stark difference in their statuses, in particular, had all the disciples of the Chen Clan on the edge of their seats—one was the prodigious girl of the Inner Sect, the other a former piece of trash from a branch lineage.
Now.
They were fighting for the champion's throne in the final match of the ranking competition.
The supporters for both sides were also arguing fiercely over who would ultimately claim first place.
"It has to be Chen Yiyao."
"A few days before the tournament, she had already reached the Peak of the Tenth Layer of Martial Disciple. There's no way Chen Han can beat her."
These were Chen Yiyao's supporters.
"That's not necessarily true. I think Young Master Han will definitely win first place."
"He crushed Chen Yue, who used an elixir to force a breakthrough to the Eleventh Layer of Martial Disciple. And he beat him easily! It'll clearly be just as easy for him to deal with Chen Yiyao."
