Advance

The five seventh level Origin Core Stage outer court disciples that stood on the first to the fifth combat rings, including He Dong, shot their gazes towards Duan Ling Tian.

They were extremely interested in Duan Ling Tian as well.

A young man that’s a little over 20 had killed a sixth level Origin Core Stage disciple on the Phecda Peak’s life and death arena three months ago.

They’d heard of this.

Supposedly, the young man didn’t utilize an inscription that day, and completely relied on his own strength to kill his opponent.

Simple inconceivable!

At least, they felt that at that age, it would be absolutely impossible for them to do this.

"Duan Ling Tian." Lu Qiu stood at the side of the third combat ring, and his gaze descended onto the seventh combat ring, focusing on that figure that remained rooted to the ground.

He saw the hope of the Megrez Peak on this young man, he saw the hope of the Seven Star Sword Sect!