While Sect Leader Qing went to check on her disciple with a doctor, Disciple Jin approached Su Yang and inquired with a frown on her face, "What did you do? Where is Disciple Feng Ling, your opponent?" Su Yang calmly responded, "The same thing as you." The frown on Disciple Jin’s face deepened, and she sneered, "You mean to tell me that you overwhelmed Feng Ling before I managed to dominate my opponent? You’re quite the jester. I don’t believe you." Su Yang smiled and said, "Whether you believe me or not isn’t important, nor does it matter. After all, you’ll be experiencing it soon enough." "You—" "I have confirmed that there was no foul play," Sect Leader Qing interrupted Disciple Jin as she stepped outside the formation. "That’s only natural. I wouldn’t resort to such detestable actions, unlike someone," Disciple Jin commented. Knowing they’d never believe him regardless of what he said, Su Yang remained silent. As time passed, more and more formations opened up. In just three hours, six people, including Su Yang, finished their exchange. However, Su Yang was the only one from the Boundless Yin Yang Sect who dominated his opponent. The others had been dominated by the disciples of Mystic Delight Pavilion. As for the disciples of the Mystic Delight Pavilion, they all exited their formation with prideful expressions on their faces. However, their faces became filled with shock after seeing Su Yang. "W-what’s he doing out here?" "His opponent was Sister Feng Ling, right? Where is she?" "Disciple Jin, what happened?" These disciples all turned to Disciple Jin for answers, and she explained the situation to them. "What?! He dominated Sister Feng?! Impossible! Her hand techniques are the best within the sect! There’s no way she could’ve lost to that… ugly buffoon!" "He must’ve cheated somehow!" Disciple Jin then said, "Unfortunately, the doctor Sect Master Shuang brought had confirmed that there was no foul play, so there’s nothing we can do about it." After another half an hour, another individual exited the formation. Unsurprisingly, it was another disciple from the Mystic Delight Pavilion. The odds were fully stacked against the Boundless Yin Yang Sect now, with seven defeats, one victory, and two unknowns. Once the final hour ended and the four-hour time limit had been reached, the remaining formations opened, and the disciples inside exited shortly after. In the end, the Boundless Yin Yang Sect had eight defeats and two victories, one of which belonged to Yu Hang. "Although Senior Apprentice Yu won his exchange, it’s hopeless. There’s no way our two disciples can defeat the remaining eight, and the Mystic Delight Pavilion still has their top 2 disciples…" "Ahh… I knew it was over before it even began." The Boundless Yin Yang Sect disciples were dispirited, but it was an outcome they all expected. "What? We had two victories? Who won the other match?" Yu Hang was surprised to hear this. Before he could get an answer, Sect Leader Qing said, "If you have been eliminated, please leave the stage immediately." Soon, the majority of the disciples from the Boundless Yin Yang Sect exited the stage except for two individuals. "That bastard actually won his exchange?! Impossible!" Yun Xiao Hong exclaimed after seeing Su Yang remain on the stage, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "He must have gotten lucky with his opponent!" Su Yang looked over at him and sneered, "For that to be the first thing you utter after losing, how pathetic." "You—?!" Yun Xiao Hong’s face flushed with redness after being mocked, but he was unable to retort. The judge spoke a moment later, "The Mystic Delight Pavilion has eight disciples left while the Boundless Yin Yang Sect only has two. We will begin the next exchange in ten minutes. Take your next number while you’re at it." Su Yang was the first to grab his next number. "Number one." Su Yang showed his number to the Mystic Delight Pavilion, almost as if he was challenging them. Yu Hang didn’t bother taking a number since he was automatically number two. Meanwhile, the Mystic Delight Pavilion disciples went to grab a number from one to eight. Explore more at freewebnovel "Yes! I got number one! I can’t wait to show him who’s boss!" the disciple who picked Su Yang’s number almost began jumping joyfully. Su Yang looked at that disciple and asked, "What rank are you? Wait, let me take a guess." After assessing the eight disciples one by one, he smiled and said, "You’re either number 6 or 7 out of the eight, am I right?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖 That disciple’s eyes widened after hearing Su Yang’s words. Sure enough, she was ranked 6th out of the eight female disciples there. "He can tell our capabilities just by looking at us?" she mumbled in a terrified tone. "What a joke. He obviously researched us beforehand. Don’t fall for his trickey." Su Yang responded to that comment, "How could I have researched you beforehand when I didn’t even know who’d be participating until the last moment? Also, I don’t know anyone from your sect." Su Yang suddenly pointed at the female disciple on the far left and started numbering them from left to right, "Fourth, sixth, second, first, fifth, seventh, eighth, and third." The female disciples were dumbfounded. Although they didn’t want to entertain him, they had to look around to see if he was right. "Impossible… He’s actually right…" "H-he must’ve gotten lucky. There’s no way he could see our dual cultivation skills just by looking at our appearance…" After looking at their fellow disciples, they realized that Su Yang had managed to guess their ranks accordingly. Of course, he didn’t come to this conclusion just by looking at their appearance. Although it didn’t seem like it, he had been paying attention to their counter since he finished his exchange, and he estimated their abilities based on the results. "Your break time is over. Number one and number two, enter your rooms." The judge announced a moment later.