'Huo Man, ranked second among the new disciples of the Netherworld Pavilion!'
Fang Han stood with his sword in hand, his expression grave as he looked at his opponent and the giant warhammer emanating a vicious, baleful aura.
Because his opponent made no effort to conceal it, he could clearly feel the volcanic surge of Eighth Grade Middle Stage Inner Qi fluctuating within his body.
Although he had once fought and killed two Netherworld Pavilion disciples with Mid-Stage Eighth Grade Cultivation while he was only at the Early Stage of Eighth Grade, those two were clearly ordinary disciples with limited talent. Their attainments in Martial Techniques were nowhere near comparable to a genius like Huo Man.
Facing a genius like Huo Man, fighting someone a level above him would be no easy feat.
'This is going to be a tough fight.'
"Let the match begin!"
Xuanyuan Jing glanced at the two contestants, his eyes lingering on Huo Man's terrifying warhammer, and announced in a deep voice.
