The group arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.
The Martial Arts Arena was extremely spacious, paved with hard black-iron rock. There were spectator stands on all sides, and at the edges stood weapon racks holding unsharpened practice weapons.
At this moment, a few disciples were sparring sparsely at the edge of the arena. When they saw Elder Qiao Hongyun and Elder Wu Hui arriving in person, followed by a group of Core Disciples led by Chen Lin, their hearts skipped a beat. They immediately stopped what they were doing and bowed respectfully.
And when they saw Chen Qing walking shoulder-to-shoulder with Chen Lin, they grew even more curious and began to whisper among themselves.
"It's Senior Brother Chen Lin!"
"Elder Qiao and Elder Wu are here too!"
"Who's that stranger? How can he walk beside Senior Brother Chen Lin?"
"Didn't you hear the rumor? He's a young elite from the Wutai Sect, here to spar with Senior Brother Chen Lin!"
"This is big news!"
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