Following Xiao Hong's departure, Wang Chen's gaze also turned to the ten people from the Middle Saint Academy. Four of them were directly ignored by him and he only looked at the remaining six people. His gaze was filled with deep fear.
These six people had also come to the five academies' grand competition to dominate the rankings.
They had come, so how could they compete in this competition!
In the five academies competition, only ten people would be decided. If these six people all went up, who knew how many geniuses would be trampled down. When the final ranking was announced, it would take up more than half of the people. Wang Chen had a premonition that it would shock the entire South Continent!
The most important thing was...
"Next, I will fight the sixth among the refined sages, Xiao Pan."
Wang Chen cried out bitterly in his heart.