Flying Immortal Academy, No.1 Martial Arts Arena, the ground paved with copper bricks, worn and polished countless times, yet still intact, shimmering with a golden glow.
An Youxing is tall, wearing a moon-white robe made of soft fabric, a warm jade pendant hanging from his waist, with dark and mysterious eyes, exuding confidence and calmness.
Qin Ming originally refused but couldn't resist the warm invitation in the end.
He reflected, he shouldn't be aloof, it was a small effort, why push people away?
"Come on!" An Youxing had long been designated as a Divine Seed, now even reaching the early stage of the Third Realm, truly a young rising star.
The audience was full of Divine Seeds, etc., with no ordinary people; Jiang Ran, Pei Shuyan, and others all looked over.
Qin Ming smiled and clasped his fists, far more enthusiastic than before, after all, the opponent mentioned the Vermilion Bird Evil.
"Can I get in line?" Xiang Yiwu eagerly asked.
