Figures leapt onto the arena stages one after another.
Chen Xuan arrived at Arena No. 37.
His opponent was Lu Chen of Sunset Peak.
As soon as the matchup was announced, a considerable buzz rose from the stands.
"Chen Xuan? I heard Heavenly Sword Peak recently took in a genius who ascended from the Lower Realm. He is only eighteen, yet Xuanfeng Half-Saint accepted him as a personal disciple, and he even defeated Heavenly Sword Peak's true disciple Han Chong."
"That's right. The moment Chen Xuan arrived, Xuanfeng Half-Saint accepted him as a personal disciple and directly granted him the treatment of a True Disciple."
"What ability could a country bumpkin who ascended from the Lower Realm possibly have? That Han Chong is trash too, to think he was actually defeated by some country bumpkin from the Lower Realm."
"Don't say that. Anyone capable of ascending to the Upper Realm was an invincible existence in the Lower Realm. But once they get here, they are only on the level of an ordinary Inner Disciple."
"Senior Brother Lu Chen ranks third among Sunset Peak's True Disciples. He cultivated a Nine-Layer Dao Domain and has already fused all nine layers into one, with power comparable to an Eighteen-Layer Dao Domain. Chen Xuan probably cannot even take a single move."
The ones speaking were all Sunset Peak disciples.
Chen Xuan ignored their idle gossip. He stood in one corner of the arena, while a tall, slender young man stood opposite him.
He wore a crimson robe, its hem embroidered with Sunset Peak's emblem: a setting sun sinking in the west, its lingering rays stretching ten thousand fathoms. His face was handsome, and his brows carried an innate arrogance, as though nothing in the world was worthy of a second glance from him.
Lu