"How long has it been?"
"It's been almost an hour, I think."
The rest of the people yawned with boredom. They had transitioned from initial shock to a look of indifference.
From the start until now, Lin Chen was seen constantly dodging while the young man followed closely behind, aggressive and intimidating. The crowd felt as if Lin Chen resembled a reclusive master enduring humiliation, unwilling to strike unless absolutely necessary.
Otherwise, given the strength he just exhibited, the young man may not be his match, some thought inwardly.
"Qian Ning, maybe let's call it off," someone suggested.
"Call it off my ass!" Qian Ning retorted with increasing exhaustion, breathing lightly.
"An hour, is this already the limit?" Lin Chen sensed his Spiritual Energy rapidly depleting from his Dantian, leaving an emptiness he felt keenly.
