The martial artists who were watching all left one after another.
At such a time, they should immediately go back to rest, so when they woke up, they could enjoy the exciting arena competition.
How could they waste time?
After returning to the spectator seats, Li Qianqian left with Xia Liu.
However, after they reached level ground, Yan Fang and others blocked their way.
"Kid, consider your Osmanthus Sect lucky, and I hope you can last until the end, otherwise it's really boring."
Yan Fang pointed directly at Xia Liu, his face filled with condescending mockery.
"Oh, I think I remember now, aren't you the Yan Family's Young Master? Acting all high and mighty. How about we have a practice match before the arena competition?"
Before Xia Liu could speak, Lin Xiaotian stepped forward, clearly interested.
Lin Xiaotian's appearance made Yan Fang tremble in body and mind.
This man was a Heavenly Rank High-Level Warrior.
