Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Ye Xiwen and Jia Qing darted across the arena like two phantoms. Other than elder-level figures from the major lineages at the Transcendent Realm Second Heaven or above, no one else could even make out traces of their exchange. They could only hear the ceaseless explosive crashes.
"This is far too terrifying. These two are probably unmatched in this battle for the slots. Even in the Sea Dragon Prefecture ranking tournament, they could rank among the top hundred!"
"I never expected this year's competition to become like this. Everyone seems to have fought themselves into a fury, holding nothing back at all. One after another, they've entered the same arena. Are the three great lineages determined to fight with everything they have and settle the victor? They do not even care about saving face anymore!"
"Exactly. But Wang Mengyu and Yuan Xuehai still have not entered the arena, so the Yuan Family is still fairly calm. The Wu Family and Wang Family, however, have already fought with real fire. I am afraid this cannot end peacefully now. Those two are guest elders and outside reinforcements invited by the two families—genuine top-tier experts!"
"Exactly. The most frightening one is Ye Xiwen. He is merely a Half-Step Transcendent Realm cultivator, yet he can contend with someone at the Transcendent Realm Second Heaven. A person like that would be a monster wherever he went. Who knows where such a freak came from!"
"Even if Wang Mengyu and Yuan Xuehai enter the arena, it will be useless. This match will probably be decided between these two. At most, the two of them are on par with Wu Chenhai. Even if they come down, it will not change anything!"
"Whatever happens, it has nothing to do with us. This is a matter