Peerless Youth (1)

"Whoooo!" The audience did their best to cheer their most favorite participants, as they entered the platform.

"Please welcome our challengers!" The host said, with excitement evident in his tone.

"Whoooo!" The cheers resounded across the arena, as the audience looked with excitement.

The challengers looked at their surroundings. Each of them dealt with it differently, there was someone who was waving at his fans, someone was indifferently ignoring his fans, and many more.

However, looking closely at their movements, you can notice that they would sometimes look behind them, with evident disdains in their eyes.

They were looking at Zhen Long, the new challenger, with evident disdain.

He ignored their gazes, as he checked out the challengers within the platform.

He noticed that the 'champion' of the arena was nowhere to be found, as he can't sense his strength that was rumored to be at 10th stage of Spirit Profound Realm.

He was sure that nobody can escape his sense of perception, now that he had gained his origin veins, and regained most of his past abilities.

And one of those abilities, was to sense every kind of cultivation energy within a certain proximity.

Someone then emerged from the crowd of challengers, as he approached Zhen Long with kind eyes.

"Why are you here, child?" The middle-aged man asked him with kindness and cordiality.

"He sure is kind…" The challengers around them muttered as they noticed the man approach Zhen Long out of kindness.

"..." Zhen Long only looked at the man once, as he ignored him.

"Just be careful, child." Now that the man noticed that Zhen Long ignored him, he retreated with disappointed face.

The surrounding challengers looked at Zhen Long with disdain, as they felt that this youth is overestimating himself.

'Hmph. That man was carrying a hidden disdain and ill intent, he will pay for carrying such intent towards me.' He inwardly said to himself, as the man who approached him just got labeled as dead on his mind.

"We have an announcement!" The host said, as he gathered the attention of those audience, as well as the challengers.

"Someone just joined our Arena of Glory! And his name is… Gilgamesh!" The host roared as the spotlight focused on Zhen Long.

"..." He looked around with indifferent and cold eyes, as he noticed the shocked gaze of the audience and disdain from the eyes of challengers.