A Hidden Move

There were many spectators nearby, but none dared get too close. Hearing that a duel was about to take place, they immediately rushed toward the dueling grounds.

Some worried about missing the exciting battle and even turned back to fetch their horses, hoping to secure a good spot.

But anyone doing that was simply wasting their effort.

Those who needed horses to get there quickly had no chance of understanding a duel between three Advanced Martial Masters anyway.

Yet what was strange was that Second Young Master Yu, already an Advanced Martial Warrior, did not ride a horse. Instead, he sat in a carriage with one side of its curtain lifted, trailing far behind.

Tian Yang Ni, meanwhile, openly stood by Feng Jun's side and traveled with him. At the same time, he said in a low voice, "Today's affair is very strange. You need to be extra careful."

Did you really need to tell me that? Feng Jun's lips twitched, then he gave an indifferent smile. "I haven't put those two in my eyes. I just want to see what the pair of them are trying to pull."

"Once the fighting starts, just be ruthless," Tian Yang Ni sighed helplessly. "No matter what, when acting in the mortal world, you still have to take the authorities into account to some extent."

That was the importance of rules. He was reminding Feng Jun that even immortals entering the mortal world could not simply force their way through everything.

By the time they reached the dueling grounds, nearly a thousand people had already gathered there. The site was a stretch of riverbank about a li square, covered in thick grass and scattered with countless pebbles.

About a li to the right of the clearing stood a small earthen mound three or