“What do the two main judges think?” The head of the sect Zhao Tiancang said expressionlessly. There were three people who had the most power in the main tournament: the head of the sect and the two main judges.
“I support Zhao Feng. It’s better for the sect if we have more geniuses.” The white-bearded main judge said. Immediately, all the people turned to look at the other main judge. The other judge was a white-robed old man.
Zhao Feng saw that this person was familiar. He then immediately realised that this person was the one guarding the Martial Arts Library last time.
The white-robed old man also saw Zhao Feng and said deeply: “I also support Zhao Feng.”