Right, just missed by a bit!”
The juniors all pitied him. The performance of a Desolate Heaven Master apprentice was not stable. The degree to which Lin Yue and Shen Tu Jun competed meant that they were similar in strength. Sometimes, just a bit of luck was enough to decide the winner.
“Let me win it back.” A youth named Lin Jun said and jumped onto the square.
“I am Lin Jun, the Lin family’s Heaven Master Fusheng’s direct disciple. I am sixteen years old! Is there any hero from the Shen Tu family clan who wishes to join me in performing on stage together?”
Every young hero who jumped on stage would announce their name, age and their master.
The people who had come on stage were all direct disciples. Although direct disciples were slightly lower in status than personal disciples, they were not that bad.
Shen Tu Jun had left since he was too drained, so naturally, he could not stay in the square.
Facing Lin Jun was another disciple from the outer circles of the Shen Tu family clan.
Lin Jun indeed had the capital for he won the duel. Furthermore, Lin Jun won beautifully, he was not like Shen Tu Jun, who barely beat Lin Yue. After winning, Lin Jun still had some strength left. This allowed the younger generation of the Lin family win back some face.