"Rest assured, if I want to leave, there's no one on the entire plain battlefield who can stop me."
"If you're afraid of encountering danger, you can return to Pure Yang City first." Xiao Ye glanced at Guo An'an, left a word, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, breaking through the sky.
The rules for this True Martial Baptism quota contest, set by the strong forces in the East State, do not allow martial artists from major forces to take action, but these geniuses are allowed to use weapons.
Not to mention the Xiao Blade, if he donned the Iron Blood Armor, it naturally wouldn't be a violation, and he could stand proud on the entire plain battlefield.
Of course, he knew that in the Ancient Era, unless it was a critical moment, it's best not to reveal the Iron Blood Armor.
"Brother Xiao Ye, I'm going with you, wait for me!"
Guo An'an lightly bit her red lips, almost without hesitation made a decision, and charged straight forward after Xiao Ye.
