"Fellow Daoist Lei Chong, as the young clan chief of the Vermilion Bird Clan, I've been greatly looking forward to crossing hands with you."
"Today, heaven's timing, earth's advantage, and the people's harmony are all with us. Why not come up and have some fun with me?"
"This is merely a friendly exchange between us, regardless of victory or defeat."
Looking at the silent arena, Ye Lin's lips curled upward.
He had played enough; the desired effect had already been achieved.
When all was said and done, the Vermilion Bird Clan still could not compare to the White Tiger Clan.
At the very least, the White Tiger Clan had sent out seven people, and their strength had been quite respectable.
But what had the Vermilion Bird Clan sent? A pack of worthless chickens and mangy dogs.
Now, all he wanted was to fight this young clan chief, Lei Chong.
As long as he defeated Lei Chong, his trip to the Vermilion Bird Clan would be completely over.
"Since Fellow Daoist Ye Lin has invited me, Lei has no choice but to oblige."
Faced with Ye Lin's initiative, Lei Chong looked around. These younger Vermilion Bird Clan members, usually so proud and arrogant, were all hanging their heads at this moment.
He laughed bitterly to himself. He had no choice but to step up.
He had originally hoped these people would help him probe Ye Lin's true depth.
Who would have thought they had discovered nothing at all.
Having agreed through gritted teeth, Lei Chong only hoped that he would not lose too quickly, or too thoroughly.
Otherwise, he would have no face left to show.
Lei Chong walked onto the arena step by step.
With every step, a flaming lotus blossomed beneath his feet.
After seven steps, the arena had