Qin Ze: I Owe the God of Destruction a Few Toasts at the Very Least

After leaving the Golden Pavilion, Qin Ze subconsciously turned his gaze toward the Martial Arts Arena, because powerful Soul Power Fluctuations were pulsing from that direction nonstop.

With a sweep of his Spiritual Power, Qin Ze immediately could not help shaking his head with a smile. The next second, his body flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.

When Qin Ze appeared again, he had arrived directly at the Martial Arts Arena. Beside him, Ye Guyi was staring intently at Ma Xiaotao and Di Yue Li, who were locked in fierce combat on the field, completely unaware that Qin Ze had already come to her side.

"They're evenly matched," Qin Ze said softly after sweeping his eyes over the field and watching Di Yue Li and Ma Xiaotao exchange blows back and forth.

Hearing the voice, Ye Guyi was first stunned. Then she turned her head, and her whole person froze. "When did you get here?"

"Just now," Qin Ze replied.

On the field, scorching flames burned continuously, as if even space itself had twisted, turning incomparably hot and dry. These flames kept attacking Di Yue Li along with Ma Xiaotao's movements.

As for Di Yue Li, she actually also possessed an ability at the level of Extreme Fire. It was just that she was used to her Golden Dragon Martial Soul and did not really use Extreme Fire much. Yet the Golden Dragon Spear in her hand seemed to have a kind of adhesion, and it actually controlled the flames Ma Xiaotao struck at her with.

The flames seemed to have defected, spinning with Di Yue Li's movements.

Ma Xiaotao looked like the attacking side, while Di Yue Li was the defending side. Neither could break the other's moves.

In the end, after Di Yue Li stepped on