"Zhang Shoucheng, thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank, just you wait for me!"
Yan Shouyun made a brief preparation, then immediately rushed to the Martial Arts Arena.
All the disciples gathered, with countless prodigies.
Three months ago, Yan Shouyun was still an invisible nobody, utterly useless.
But today, as he stood among the crowd, an unprecedented strong confidence welled up inside him.
Before long, Zhang Shoucheng arrived, holding the hand of Sister Liu, looking extremely pleased with himself.
Zhang Shoucheng scanned the crowd, his gaze quickly falling on Yan Shouyun, giving him a provocative look.
After a short while, the Outer Sect Elder arrived gracefully and announced the official start of the Outer Sect competition.
According to the rules, disciples could challenge the person ranked immediately above them, and if they won, they would improve their ranking.
