Hundred Wastes City, with its history spanning several thousand years, was now filled with countless powerful cultivators. They had gathered in the Marketplace, surrounding the Li Clan so tightly not even water could pass through.
Clearly, they had all come to watch a battle—a great clash between prodigies.
"Come at me together!"
Though Chen Fan's words were calm, they carried an awe-inspiring battle intent!
Many people's hearts trembled. Those words no longer sounded like grandstanding, but confidence—an overwhelming confidence and pride!
What kind of strength and assurance did one need to dare utter such words before three prodigies?
No one knew where a severely injured prodigy had found such courage, but they could all sense that this handsome young man in green robes truly feared nothing.
"This is the difference between prodigies and ordinary people. The reason prodigies can become prodigies is not merely their formidable strength; more importantly, their hearts are strong. We think them arrogant, but in truth, it is a surging confidence. No matter the situation, they will fight to the death without fear!" An old man stood with his hands behind his back as he spoke to his juniors.
"It seems a great battle cannot be avoided today. The Prodigy Battlefield is about to open." A Nascent Soul Realm expert sighed as well, a gleam flashing through his eyes.
Fei Fengxuan's expression darkened. He wanted to personally make a move and deal with Chen Fan, but Fei Chuchu stopped him.
"There is no need for us to act. Let the Shen Family test his strength first!" Fei Chuchu wore flowing robes of white and green, her wide sleeves drifting in the air. With icy skin and jade-like bones, she blocked Fei Fengxuan and looked coldly at Chen Fan.
She was an intelligent and rational woman. Though