On the stands, the Bitao Sect disciples once again revealed mocking sneers.
Lin Xiaotian's gaze was indifferent, his heart filled with disdain.
He merely believed that Wang Yuan would surely be left in a wretched state in this battle, struggling desperately to cope.
On the high-ranking viewing platform, a cold glint flashed through the eyes of Bitao Sect's deputy sect master, Liu Canglan.
As he watched Wang Yuan standing calmly on the stage, his thoughts ran deeper than anyone else's:
Outsiders only knew that Wang Yuan's cultivation was low and that this battle was fraught with danger.
Only he knew that this youth possessed the Myriad Poisons Body, and that his physical body was terrifyingly powerful.
As for Chu Kuang?
A mere Rogue Cultivator at the Bone Forging Mid Stage.
He was nothing more than a chess piece meant to test Wang Yuan's true trump cards.
A cold curve rose at Liu Canglan's lips as he quietly waited for the arena battle to begin.
"Wang Yuan, let's see how you keep up this act now."
So long as Wang Yuan revealed his strength, or even used poison arts, Liu Canglan would have the perfect evidence to expose him as an Evil Cultivator.
At the center of the arena, Wang Yuan held the lot token in his hand.
Listening to the waves of discussion rising and falling below the stage, Wang Yuan's expression remained calm and unruffled from beginning to end.
As for how Rogue Cultivator martial artists fought with savage, life-or-death ferocity?
Before his terrifying absolute strength, all struggle was futile.
Wang Yuan lifted his eyes toward the entrance to the arena, quietly waiting for his opponent, Chu Kuang, to take the stage.
"Bone Forging Mid Stage? You are not even qualified to break through my physical body."
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