At this moment, Qin wanted to raise his point to but he calmed down. His swordsman's sense tingled and told him that he was losing his mind. Only then he realize neither he was wrong nor Guan was wrong.
Both had their own belief and they could stick to each other. At this moment, both stared at each other without speaking.
"So, are we still going to the arena?" Guo Min suddenly spoke and broke the silence. Qin and Guan Ming turned their heads at him and smiled.
"Yes, let's go to the arena." Both of them decided to stop here.
Fortunately, nobody was there to listen to their crap. After they left, they quickly arrived at the arena that was packed with disciples. There were already more than three thousand disciples. Not to mention, there were many new disciples and some other recent disciples.