Can We Turn the Page, Can We Stop Bringing It Up!
After staying in Beast Race territory for too long, one would inevitably gather baleful energy.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others had it too, but because of their personalities, they all kept it well suppressed.
Ye Xingchen was different.
He had to maintain his aloof and cold persona, so he often did not deliberately suppress his baleful energy. Even a slight furrowing of his brows could release it.
Persona?
Ever since he had slept in the Livestock Pen, it had already collapsed beyond the heavens.
The contestants from other sects in the distance were also stunned, secretly thinking, "What a fierce man!"
"My disciple is a little ruthless."
Jun Changxiao had not expected Ye Xingchen to scare off an entire sect's contestant with just one glance.
The Senior Brother from the Emotion-Slaying True Sect wore an even graver expression.
That gaze, radiating the baleful energy of a demonic beast, brought him immense pressure. If he had a choice, it would be best not to encounter him in the opening rounds!
Retreating before battle.
That was a great taboo in warfare!
The contestants from the other sects also lost their nerve.
They had thought the greatest opponents in the fight for the championship would be disciples from the four True-rank sects. Who would have thought that an Eternal Sect disciple would emerge halfway through?
"Please don't let me run into him in the first round!"
After lining up one after another, most contestants prayed inwardly that they would not encounter that beast-like fellow.
"Begin drawing lots to determine the first-round opponents!" City Lord Tao announced.
The contestants from each sect stepped onto the stage in succession, reached into a box enhanced by a Formation, and drew number plates.
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