"Losers of the Holy Dragon Pavilion Martial Arts Arena, get out here!"
"I've come again!"
"Trash, come out and die!"
Loud, arrogant voices reverberated over the Fighting Arena.
The surrounding crowd was shocked; it seemed that the Holy Dragon Pavilion Martial Arts Arena was really in for it.
Heimu Yue and Qi Tian, leading their group, stood brazenly in the arena, looking down on everyone else.
At that moment, Lin Xuan and Nangong Sheng also led a group of martial artists out.
They were very silent, but each carried an air of chilling intent.
"Lin Xuan, you really came!"
Seeing Lin Xuan appear, Heimu Yue and Qi Tian's faces contorted viciously.
"Boy, today is your day to die!"
"There's no need for the Holy Dragon Pavilion Martial Arts Arena to exist!"
"Hmph, don't think that currying favor with the City Lord will keep you safe! The City Lord won't interfere with the affairs of the younger generation!"
The group sneered, seemingly in control of everything.
