Actually, most people still believed Yang Yan had a better chance than Pei Ye.
It's one thing to win four out of five; it's another to win four out of six. To defeat such a formidable adversary, a special technique is required. Yang Yan's blade seemed capable of contending with Shang Huaitong, and while the youth in the blue garb undoubtedly had unmatched swordsmanship, he lacked the kind of high-level martial arts required to compete with the Six Level Intention Sword.
However, the outcome had been decided. Everyone was curious about the thoughts of the young man, who was already stepping onto the stage with his sword.
Pei Ye's thoughts were quite simple.
He had never considered Shang Huaitong as part of his martial competition.
In his mind, the martial competition was one thing, and defeating the enemy was another. The latter was merely something he believed he had to do, while the former was what he had been earnestly preparing for these days.