The previously quiet crowd in the Task Hall couldn't help but let out a series of low gasps.
"Chen Kun..."
"A disciple at the Martial Disciple Eleventh Layer!"
Many of the Inner Sect Disciples turned to look at the short-haired young man in white robes.
Chen Han, too, tilted his head up slightly.
He gazed at the young man blocking his path...
Chen Kun.
He had been Chen Yu's backer in the Inner Sect, and his strength was a notch above even Chen Yiyao's. That was why, in everyone's minds, Chen Kun had been the real favorite to win the championship.
However, his cultivation had broken through to the Martial Disciple Eleventh Layer during the preliminaries, so he'd had no choice but to regrettably withdraw from the competition.
"When the tiger is away from the mountain, the monkey proclaims itself king!"
Chen Kun said slowly, his gaze cold as he looked at Chen Han.
An uproar instantly swept through the crowd.
