Initially, Long Tao had been gunning for champion. But now, he could only strive for second place.
The disciples of veteran and top factions who had been aiming for second and third place looked as though they had just eaten bitter gourd. Their expressions had soured considerably.
All of them knew that trying to compete with the power of a Class 5 Creation Master's disciple was the epitome of stupidity.
On the other side of the radyx wall, the Bamboo Monarch looked at Gu Lang with his brows furrowed. He did not understand what his ever-steady disciple was doing.
Given his understanding of his youngest disciple, he should be participating in the Martial Arts Stage.
A long time had passed since he accepted Gu Lang as his disciple. All the other 11 members of royalty who were present, as well as the one of the other end of the video call, had all seen Gu Lang.