At this moment, on the Hundred Battle Arena, the fight was still ongoing, so Ling Feng just found a corner and sat down quietly.
Feeling the lively and noisy atmosphere, the hot blood in Ling Feng's body gradually began to boil.
He longed for battle, longed for an opponent!
Longed to become stronger!
Just then, a figure dressed in blue gracefully appeared and sat in a seat not far from Ling Feng.
"Are you Ling Feng?"
The newcomer was a heroic young girl, wearing a light blue leather armor. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.
"That's me. Do you know me, Miss?"
Ling Feng looked up at the girl. He noticed a rather broad great sword hanging by her waist. She walked with the agility of the wind and with confident strides, exuding an aura of heroism between her eyebrows.
Yet, her fair face was flawless, with elegant eyebrows like distant mountains and a pure, ethereal beauty.
