Though Heavenly Martial City was vast, news of Xiao Qian Di and Yang Shan's arranged battle spread throughout the city in barely five minutes.
For a time, whether they were the elders leading the Ancient Eight Clans, the new generation, or even the clan leader avatars of the Ancient Eight Clans, all gathered in the arena district north of the city.
This time, the Clan Leaders did not hold any sort of gathering.
They were all standing before their respective clan factions.
Gu Qingyang was as he always was. In his capacity as Great Commander of the Black Submerging Army, he barked at the younger generation:
"Open your eyes wide! Watch carefully and learn!"
Seeing this, Lei Ting considered for a moment before saying to Lei Yang:
"Third brother!"
Lei Yang smiled.
"Got it!"
Immediately, Lei Yang imitated Gu Qingyang and gathered the Thunder Clan's youngsters into orderly rows.
"Stand up straight! The Young Pavilion Master's real combat experience is enough for you to study for thousands of years! Watch every second carefully! When you get back, write thirty thousand words analyzing your combat insights. If anyone dares pad the word count with punctuation marks, I'll let you find out whether your third brother's fists are hard enough!"
Lei Dong was rendered speechless by his younger siblings.
"No, what are you doing? You're making it sound like Yang Shan has already won! Fine, Gu Qingyang and the others are stubborn, but Lei Ting, why are you being stubborn too? This isn't like you!"
Lei Ting said, "Brother, you don't understand. The Young Pavilion Master is very strong."
"How could I not know he's strong?"
Lei Dong said irritably, "But he's facing Xiao Qian Di! Even if your brother here fought Xiao Qian Di, there's an eighty to ninety percent chance