Chu Zhengxiong and Mo Yanfeng walked into the Cultivation Field.
From a distance, they saw a large crowd of students gathered outside the Weapon Hall.
"Make way, make way!"
Chu Zhengxiong approached and swung his arms to the left and right.
He parted the students blocking the path.
When they turned around, ready to curse someone out,
they saw it was Chu Zhengxiong and all snapped their mouths shut in fright, voluntarily moving aside.
"Brother Chu?"
Wei Nan, Zhou Qi, and the others were watching from the outside.
When they saw Chu Zhengxiong approaching,
they all hurried to greet him.
"What's the situation? I heard Lin Yi was fighting someone?" Chu Zhengxiong was already a tall and imposing figure.
Standing in front of the Weapon Hall, he was like a solid wall, blocking everyone's view.
Wei Nan nodded. "Not a fight, just a sparring match. He's exchanging pointers on spear techniques with a third-year senior!"
"Oh?"
