"To defeat you, all I need is one move!"
Qin Li, clad in his cyan robe, stood unruffled in the center of the arena. He spoke calmly, his composure perfect.
From the side, two figures shot out like meteors, catching Xiahou Feng's body in an instant. As they landed, their eyes, fixed on Qin Li, were filled with killing intent.
Across the massive training grounds, thousands of people stared with wide eyes and open mouths, their expressions full of disbelief. A dead silence fell.
But in the next moment, everyone erupted into a frenzy of cheers!
The roar was like a mountain collapsing, a tsunami crashing ashore.
Chen Yihan and the Advanced Academy's old headmaster, Elder Yi, who had been sitting, now shot to their feet involuntarily. They stared in shock at the young man standing with his hands clasped behind his back. The powerful hearts of these two Celestial Level Martial Artists were pounding in their chests, their minds... reeling in shock!
