Before he finished speaking, a faint, slow voice suddenly came out.

"Are you that cat or dog again? You're just an errand boy. How dare you come to interfere with the affairs of our Shengji Sect and Hanhai Sect?"

"If you really want to take care of it, it's better to ask your master to come out."

"Hurry up and take us in. If you delay, I don't think you can afford this responsibility."

Kong Wuchang lazily raised his eyes and glanced at the stern young man. His gaze was like looking at an ant, and what he said could be said to be as unbridled as he wanted.

And such a voice instantly made the stern young man's eyes suddenly become ferocious.

After snorting coldly, the stern young man led the way.

Indeed, if time is wasted, he really cannot afford this responsibility.

But...he still has confidence in killing Kong Wuchang.

Because, the referee of this ranking match is his master, and he wants to do some tricks in it, but that is not simple!

The moment he turned around, his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent and a sneer.

'Kong Wuchang, you dare to steal a woman from me, but you dare not take me seriously? Haha, you are dead!'

...

As soon as he entered the Zhenshen Immortal Sect, a strong spiritual energy, as if it had reached its essence, even with a hint of sticky thread in the air, rushed towards him.

This kind of spiritual energy can indeed be said to be rare in the world. Even if one has ordinary spiritual roots, the speed of cultivating in it will probably not be lower than that of heavenly spiritual roots.

What shocked everyone even more was the sheer size of the entire arena...

However, the arena used for ranked battles is more than ten miles in size and boundless, not to mention the seats.

The seats surrounding the entire arena can accommodate no less than a million people!

If the number of people is full and you watch it from the air, it will be several times denser than an ant nest.

The huge seats were divided into hundreds and nearly a thousand sections, and many sections were already filled with people at this moment.

And each part marks the logo of each sect.

However, after Kong Wuchang glanced around, he did not see the seats of Shengji Sect, only the seats of Hanhai Holy Land in front of him...

At this time, the stern young man from before, with a touch of sarcasm, sneered at Kong Wuchang: "Trash, have you never seen such a magnificent scene since you were a child, are you scared?"

As he said that, the stern young man saw the astonishment coming out of the disciples of the Holy Ji Sect, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger, and then he suddenly laughed strangely and said with a sneer:

"Oh, by the way, because your Holy Ji Sect is already an affiliated sect of the Hanhai Sect, we have not prepared your seats for this ranking match."

"You, the Holy Ji Sect, just squeeze in with the Hanhai Sect. Then, if you don't want to squeeze in, that's fine too."

Having said this, the stern young man paused slightly, then pointed to a corner with a smile, and continued: "Well... you can stand there and watch, there shouldn't be many people going back there.

"

The 'over there' that the cold young man was talking about was the very edge corner of this huge arena. Not only was the location extremely poor, but the line of sight was completely blocked. Not to mention sitting seats, it couldn't even be considered a standing seat.

The cold young man's words were naturally intentional.
Chapter completed!