Elder Qingmu stared blankly at the youth in black.
The youth in black was calm, but the depths of his dark, jet-black eyes were as profound as an ancient well. Deep within them, a will to fight burned like a raging flame.
"Fine. In that case, go and fight without holding back!" Elder Qingmu was also infected by Qin Feng's incredibly pure fighting spirit.
"If that Long Zhan truly dares to harm you, the Medicine King Hall will protect you, even if it means breaking the rules of the competition!"
Qin Feng was moved. "Thank you, Elder!"
...
At the same time, from the VIP area, the Sovereign of the East Sea Empire sent a voice transmission to Long Zhan.
"My son, when that Qin Feng takes the stage, you must find the right opportunity to kill him!"
