The Martial Tower, one of the three floors of the Lake Tower, was also its most eye-catching area. Martial Arts flourished in the Azure Sky Realm, and cultivating them was a matter of honor. Since most Martial Artists were competitive by nature, the Martial Tower had been established for this very purpose.
At that moment, on the Martial Arts Arena within the Martial Tower.
"Haha, Li He, you haven't improved at all." On the arena, a well-built young man, bare to the waist, held a fiery red war saber. With his black hair draped over his shoulders, he grinned broadly, his arrogance on full display.
Across from him, a pale-faced young man with burn marks on his body was crouched on one knee. Staring at the formidable opponent who had defeated him, Li He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. "Congratulations, Brother Wang, your Blazing Flame Saber technique has reached a new level. I trust you'll use it to shine at the upcoming Martial Tower Banquet. My congratulations in advance."
