Three figures descended on the square and landed in front of Su Mo.
They were three young men, all of whom were good-looking with a distinguished bearing.
The leader was about 25 years old and dressed in a blue robe. He was well-featured and handsome. His aura was vast and pure.
The aura emanating from him made the temperature drop sharply all around. Ice shards condensed from thin air.
"Wang Sheng!"
"This man is Wang Sheng from the Icy Palace of the North Sea. How did he get here?"
"Wang Sheng ranks 62nd on the List of 10,000 Talents. Does he also want to join the contest?"
In the square, numerous martial artists screamed out because the youth in blue was not only a disciple from the Icy Palace of the North Sea, but also a Supreme Talent ranked 62nd.
Supreme Talents were rarely seen. The public never expected that they would see such a person today.