In front of the mountain gate of the Thousand Martial Hall, the battle of prodigies was ignited once more, and the martial artists were bubbling with excitement, about to witness history again.
"Elderly as I am, I thought the arrogance and pomposity of the Blood Demon from the past were excessive, but luckily I have lived to see today and realize that there are always others out there. Xu Yan is far more arrogant than the Blood Demon,"
a senior sighed with emotion.
Xu Yan was the first to block the way at the entrance of the Transcendent Spirit Sect, issuing a challenge.
"I'm so excited!"
Cui Huayu, half of her body sticking out from the palace gates, held a handful of spiritual beans, tossing them into her mouth one by one, eagerly watching the battle that was about to erupt.
On the arena platform, Xu Yan leaped into the air, and so did the pride of the Thousand Martial Hall; after all, if they fought on the platform, it would collapse instantly under the strain.