Anyone who entered within several yards of them would find the Dou Qi in their body, guided by their mind, launching fierce attacks at the intruder of their own accord.
The chaos lasted less than ten minutes before more than a dozen contestants suffered severe injuries and had no choice but to leave the arena. After all, if they remained any longer, severe injuries would likely be the least of their problems...
Amid the chaotic plaza, there were still four comparatively much safer small circles.
The masters guarding these four small circles were none other than Feng Qing'er, Mu Qingluan, Tang Ying, and Wang Chen.
At this moment, all four maintained the aura of peak Dou Huang, their faces cold as they watched the chaotic battles around them.
As the number of people rapidly dwindled, the chaos on the plaza gradually began to weaken.
Of course, what surprised Li Wan'er the most was Lin Yan. His strength could only be considered average here, yet after more than ten minutes, he still had not been eliminated, barely holding on with a movement technique.
Lin Yan naturally drew attention by standing out like this. Being able to last until now as a four-star Dou Huang was unprecedented in the history of the Four-Pavilion Grand Meeting.
Several ill-intentioned gazes immediately turned toward him. One red-clothed man, whose strength had reached the eight-star Dou Huang level, stomped the ground and shot straight at Lin Yan like an arrow.
Seeing that he had somehow attracted an eight-star Dou Huang, Lin Yan's expression changed slightly. He immediately unleashed that strange movement technique, narrowly dodging the newcomer's savage strike as his footsteps hastily retreated.
When his first attack failed, the red-clothed man merely sneered. He twirled his broadsword in his hand, drawing a flourish of steel, then