Under such circumstances, everyone was desperately training as if their lives depended on it.
If it weren't for the excellent medicine liquid refined by Luo Qingtong, several of them would have been crippled.
Just like that, the strength of Luo Qingtong and the others continued to solidify and improve amidst such bombardments and collisions.
Meanwhile, as the crucial duel between Luo Qingtong and Yuwen Mo approached, someone appeared at the headquarters of the Da Qin Saint Institute Heavenly Palace Dragon Team.
"Lord Martial King!"
As they watched the young man stride into the hall with a sullen face, Tong Hu and the others excitedly rose to their feet.
They had received news a couple of days ago that Lord Martial King would soon return, and they hadn't expected to see him today.
"Hmm." Mo Chenxuan's voice was cold.
He walked straight to the main seat in the hall and sat down, his face never once brightening from the start.
