Amid everyone's eager anticipation, Dong Xuehan took the stage.
The way he appeared was extremely strange. No one saw when he had arrived; he simply appeared in the center of the arena without a sound.
The others were still watching from the seating area. When Dong Xuehan appeared, they did not react at first. Only a second or two later did a tremendous uproar erupt from the venue.
It was not only the spectators who had failed to notice him. Even Hall of Fame Members like Lin Zhen had not noticed. That alone spoke volumes.
Qiong Jing was the first to narrow his eyes. "To what extent has this guy comprehended Space Law?"
The other Hall of Fame Members also looked grim. Failing to notice him meant they had already lost a step.
On the arena stage, Dong Xuehan stood gracefully.
Though the word was not entirely accurate, that was the feeling Lin Zhen got.
He wore a snow-white cloak that concealed his face within it. Only a few strands of black hair slipped out from beneath the edge of the hood, swaying gently.
His figure appeared light and slender, likely thin and frail, but the cloak hid his true appearance.
When the Ground Race challenger saw Dong Xuehan step out, he drew his sword with a clang.
"Dong Xuehan, I know you are hailed as the First Person in the Hall of Fame for both races, and that you have held the title for two consecutive terms. But this time, you definitely will not get your way!"
A confident smile spread across the Martial Artist's face. "Ever since I was young, I have vowed to defeat you. Why should you be the one standing above everyone else? Why should you monopolize first place? I refuse to accept it! I