The Councillors present all realized this, and their brows furrowed.
"This is going to be tricky."
"A positional battle would have been better."
"Yeah, at least with a positional battle, there's room to maneuver."
Xi Nan said calmly, "Everyone, just do your best. There's no need to feel too much pressure."
"That's right." Mo Weng nodded slightly. "Even if we fail this time, we can just wait for the next one."
The group was stunned for a moment, but when they saw Mo Weng glance at Pei Ze, they quickly understood and had a collective realization.
That's right, the Holy Land Qualification Battle was held once a century. Even if this one didn't work out, they could just wait another hundred years.
And a hundred years from now, with Pei Ze's talent and aptitude, his strength would have likely long since reached the pinnacle of a Sixth-level Wizard.
By then, Chenxi City's chances of winning the Holy Land Qualification Battle would be much greater.
