Ding Bolin was a handsome and refined young man.
He couldn't quite understand it. How could Junior Brother Chu, who was even more outstanding in appearance, seem so hostile toward him?
What surprised him even more was that, when the two of them registered, several very special spectators appeared below the platform.
Geng Tianhe, Kui Muquan, and Zhao Xinghan had all arrived!
These three were the top geniuses of the other three great sects, all vying for the championship.
Simply put, if the Dao Sect wanted to seize the title of Champion of the East Continent this time, these three were their greatest rivals!
The fact that they had appeared here together naturally caused quite a stir. The people around them turned their heads one after another, whispering among themselves.
After Ding Bolin noticed this, he felt both honored and pressured!
"They actually think this highly of me. They all came to watch my match."
"Are they trying to understand their enemy and themselves?"
"So it isn't just me who views them as my final opponents. They feel the same way!"
Ding Bolin stood on the platform with an elegant bearing, doing his best to look dignified and refined. A feeling of mutual appreciation even began to grow in his heart.
At that moment, he was also somewhat troubled.
Because he was already thinking about how he should win.
"First, I definitely have to win beautifully. I can't lose face in front of those three!"
"Second, while winning beautifully, I also have to conceal my true strength and avoid revealing too many of my trump cards."
"Their eyesight is far sharper than ordinary people's. They can infer the whole from the slightest clue!"
"They came specifically for me and want to learn about me. It'll be very difficult to hide