Real or Fake Chu Feng!

On the desolate land.

Xun Feng held the communication stone in his hand and sensed the information inside. His expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

"Everyone, we're in trouble!"

"I just received news that the Ten Thousand Races Youth Tournament has already begun. As usual, it will last for seven days. The geniuses of the various races will compete in the arena until one party is defeated and can no longer fight. The ranking will be decided!"

Beside him, Mu Qinglan asked in confusion.

"Wasn't it the same before? What trouble is there? Are you worried that we won't be able to make it in time? But a full seven days is completely enough."

When Xun Feng heard that, his face was still ashen.

"Of course I know that."

"But the problem is… It's only the first day, and the prodigies sent by the Human Spirit Race have already been completely wiped out!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed drastically.