At the Martial Observation Platform, Lu Chenfeng's face was overcast, his eyebrows knitting into the shape of the character "川"!
"Miao Long falling so quickly in battle, eight out of the top ten elites dead, this shouldn't be."
Based on his earlier arrangements, they should have been able to form a battle team in the shortest time.
The death of two or three top ten elites was a possibility.
A matter of probability.
But eight dead, that was...
In the next instant, Lu Chenfeng seemed to think of something, his gaze swiftly searching the high-hanging leaderboard in the sky for the names of Yan State State Taoist Institute disciples.
Before this, Lu Chenfeng's attention had been mainly focused on Miao Long and the top ten elites.
Because achieving political results mainly relied on them; others would be fine as long as they performed normally.
This search took Lu Chenfeng by surprise, shocking him greatly.