An unparalleled duel is about to unfold. Although there are hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists in the arena, creating an overwhelming presence like a tidal wave, an eerie silence has fallen where one could hear a pin drop.
All the spectators were holding their breath, eyes firmly fixed on the two figures at the summit of Heavenly Peak.
"Xiao Fan, your talents are indeed terrifying. I am nine years older than you; defeating you wouldn't be very honorable..." Bai Yi, in his ancient robe, with a pair of gleaming eyes, slowly started speaking while staring at Xiao Fan across from him.
"Stop the nonsense. Bring out all your strength. It's our peak battle, otherwise, you will surely lose." Unexpectedly, before Bai Yi could finish, Xiao Fan interrupted him directly.
