Chen Wen slowly lifted his eyelids and said flatly, "Chen Wen."
"Chen Wen?"
Zhangsun Wuji murmured softly, "In Ascension City, I don't recall any Chen clan with both strength and deep foundations."
"Stop guessing. I'm not from Ascension City," Chen Wen said flatly.
A glint flashed deep in Zhangsun Wuji's eyes. "Are you a descendant of the Chen clan of Tianxu?"
"No," Chen Wen said calmly.
Not that either?
Zhangsun Wuji's brows furrowed slightly, then he asked, "Then where do you come from?"
"I don't think that has anything to do with the battle between us."
Chen Wen's tone suddenly shifted. "Take action. Let me see the strength of a young heavenly prodigy like you."
Zhangsun Wuji reined in the thoughts in his heart and chuckled. "You're the first who dares speak to me like this while facing me."
"But since you want to see my strength, I'll grant your wish."
The instant his words fell, he suddenly vanished from where he stood.
So fast.
Chen Wen's expression could not help changing.
And everyone in the Grand Arena also changed color in unison.
Clearly, in that instant, they too were shocked by Zhangsun Wuji's speed.
So this was the strongest who suppressed the younger generation.
Even in his youth, he possessed power that made people sigh in admiration.
Very quickly, everyone's gazes shifted again to the other disciples.
They had also fallen into bitter battles at this moment, and it could be seen that the pressure on every one of them was extremely great.
Though the disciples were facing Gongsun Wuji at the same age as themselves.
Gongsun Wuji at every age group was still the very pinnacle.
So to truly defeat him in battle could be said to be as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
Compared with everyone's