Night, Green Jade City Duel Arena.
This Duel Arena was enormous, large enough to accommodate several million seats, densely packed layer upon layer.
The central dueling platform alone covered over a thousand kilometers. One restriction formation after another had been set up around it; ordinary power could not damage the platform in the slightest.
The spectators seated in the stands were protected by barriers as well, safe from the tremors of the duel.
At this moment, Xia Ping and Xi An, along with the other geniuses from the Central Universe, were waiting for the duel to begin. The stands were packed to the brim without a single vacant seat, showing just how much attention this duel had drawn.
"Which one of us is going up first?"
Xi An looked at everyone, asking who wanted to take the first match.
For a moment, everyone fell silent, unwilling to speak. Though they had absolute confidence in their own strength, Xia Ping had once defeated Feng Xingyu, Zhang Haodang, and Meng Zhenshun.
No matter how lightly they regarded him, there was a limit.
Going first was undoubtedly the most dangerous. They had no idea what trump cards their opponent possessed, so they all hesitated, wanting to observe the situation before stepping up.
"Why are you all shrinking back like this? Do you still look like disciples of the Primordial Sacred Land? He's just a country bumpkin from the Eastern Universe. I, Miao Wushuang, can crush him in minutes."
At that moment, a young man in a floral shirt stepped forward and volunteered to go first.
"Miao Wushuang is actually making the first move? This one's in the bag."
"Who is Miao Wushuang?"
"You don't even know him? You really are ignorant. This kid is one of the direct heirs of the Saint family,