Watching Feng Zhi's actions, Long Aotian pursed his lips. "I never thought you'd be even faster than me."
At that, Feng Zhi casually sent a student flying with a wave of her hand and said flatly, "Quick hands get it; slow hands get nothing. If you came late, that just means you're stupid!"
"Luckily, we don't need to compete against each other. Otherwise, you'd have lost to me by half a move."
Long Aotian did not refute Feng Zhi's words. He merely silently took out his own banner.
Before long, news of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans setting up arenas spread throughout the Ten Thousand Races Academy.
"Changsheng, how about the two of us set up an arena too?"
Watching Feng Zhi and Long Aotian slaughter their way through the challengers in the center of the plaza, "Sword Come" voiced his idea.
However, Li Changsheng decisively rejected "Sword Come's" suggestion.
"Don't even think about it. The two of us would get beaten to death if we set up an arena."
"Long Aotian and Feng Zhi could set up arenas because they were strong enough."
"Without fighting to the death, there were barely a few people in the Ten Thousand Races Academy who could defeat them with certainty."
"Besides, the people who might have a chance of defeating them happened to be away from the academy lately. Otherwise, did you think they would really dare set up arenas here?"
"But if we don't set up an arena, we'll be out of money soon!"
Hearing Li Changsheng's words, "Sword Come" grew somewhat anxious.
"The cultivation methods in the Virtual World are expensive as hell. If we don't hurry up and save money, how long will we have to wait before we can exchange for one?"
Li Changsheng said, "No rush. Setting up