As soon as he finished speaking, another uproar swept through the arena. Xiao Heng's legend had long been known, while Gu Zhen, as one of the Black Mist Army's Four Great Commanders, was widely believed to be the strongest among them.
"Hehe! Another good show! Today really is a fine day!"
"Xiao Yan is already incredibly strong. I wonder just how strong Xiao Heng, Xiao Yan's elder brother, is! He probably isn't weaker than Xiao Yan, right?"
"Is that confidence, or arrogance? How interesting!"
Xiao Heng looked at the rising Gu Zhen, then shifted his gaze toward the other two at the far end and said calmly, "Don't misunderstand. What I mean is, you three..."
"Come at me together!"
As soon as he spoke, even Elder Tong Xuan's expression changed slightly, though it quickly returned to normal. He normally did not care about such trivial matters, but as a member of the Ancient Clan, he could not help feeling displeased. Xiao Heng was far too arrogant.
Elder Tong Xuan stared at Xiao Heng and asked, "Are you sure?"
Xiao Heng nodded.
"Fine! Gu Zhen, the three of you will entertain our guest together! Remember, this is only a spar."
"Yes!" Gu Zhen and the other two answered loudly.
The other two immediately rose as well, taking a step forward and stopping a short distance opposite Xiao Heng.
"I have to admit, you really are arrogant. I don't know where you got such confidence, but you'll regret it soon enough!" The burly young man beside Gu Zhen looked at Xiao Heng and spoke word by word, a faint killing intent leaking from his eyes.
The young man in silver armor beside him also watched Xiao Heng with an icy gaze.
"You will regret this!"
Gu Zhen said nothing. He merely watched