The mighty apprentice of a chief elder, who had cultivated the art of the sword to an extremely high level, couldn’t even last for ten moves. In fact, people were starting to suspect that perhaps the junior superintendent, despite not being in the Terrifying level, actually had Terrifying fighting prowess. What was even more telling was that he hadn’t even used any magical treasures in combat. He only used his own true energy and martial disciplines to win in short order.

Although Chang Rong wasn’t the best of the best among the disciples, he was definitely top tier. If he couldn’t last for ten moves, then few other people would dare to try.

Furthermore, it wasn’t as if Chang Rong had defended against nine moves and lost with the tenth move. No, he had launched nine moves of his own, then was defeated by a single blow.

Many of the disciples were looking around in the hopes that someone was going to step forward, but no one did.

Obviously, there were lots of people who would love to get the reward for saving the sect, but no one wanted to just throw their life away. Five disciples had been killed, and one had become feebleminded, which was just about as bad as death.

It seemed that only someone who was...