"Why aren't they stepping in yet?!"
Tang Xuan watched the fierce battle on the field, his palms drenched in sweat as he gritted his teeth helplessly. "This can't go on any longer!"
By now, Tang Yuan and Zhan Ziyuan had both sustained numerous injuries, nearly reduced to two blood-soaked men.
Everyone who saw it found the sight shocking.
Tang Xuan dearly wished he still possessed the strength he had in those days, so he could rush over and save them.
Lu Feng furrowed his brow deeply. Influenced by Tang Xuan's emotions, the anxiety and urgency in his heart surged up once more. Though he knew Tang Yuan had considerable attainments in body refinement, if this continued, he might still be left with irreparable injuries that would affect his future cultivation.
This was absolutely not what he wished to see, nor should it have been an outcome Beast Valley wanted to see.
Yet Shen Tu Jiangshan, whom Beast Valley had spoken of, had still made no move whatsoever.
Lu Feng had not even sensed where he was concealed on the battlefield.
As far as his eyes could see, he could only spot Soaring Eagle and the others. Ever since the contest ended, they had all stood on a raised mound, observing the scene within the bamboo forest.
Lu Feng's previously indifferent gaze suddenly sharpened. To his surprise, he discovered that the mound no longer held five people, but six.
In an instant, Lu Feng locked onto the newly appeared sixth person. The man stood sideways, making his features impossible to discern, but judging by how much thinner his build was than the others', he should not have been the giant Shen Tu Jiangshan.
From that side profile alone, he felt vaguely familiar.
For a moment, Lu Feng could not recall where