"Shall we follow the old rules of the Martial Artist?"
A stiff smile appeared on Chen Moyun's cold face.
Lu Sheng didn't speak, he merely took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.
He then slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Moyun.
Chen Moyun smiled too and also took off his shirt.
In an instant... two crimson figures appeared simultaneously, transforming into two blood-colored lightning bolts, colliding instantly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
On the massive arena, only dull thuds were heard.
Fist on flesh.
In the spectator hall, instructors watched their brawl, occasionally twitching their eyelids.
"These two guys' duel... looks like gangster fighting, doesn't it?"
A Cultivator instructor couldn't help but laugh.
His remark instantly drew angry glares from other Martial Artist instructors, who realized his inappropriate comment, causing him to smile awkwardly.
