Lin Xi's strength exceeded everyone's expectations. No one could understand why Lin Xi could be so powerful, and many began to worry for Yang Chen.
"This is bad. Where did the Demon Slaying Branch find such a monstrous genius?"
"Has this Lin Xi really cultivated for less than a hundred years?"
"Don't you know this cannot be faked? This arena is made from special materials. Anyone whose cultivation age exceeds one hundred years will trigger an alarm the moment they step onto the arena. They will be expelled from the arena. The three great factions would never do something that smashed their own signboard. Wouldn't that just make them a laughingstock?"
"To achieve such terrifying results in less than a hundred years of cultivation, this... that kid surnamed Yang has run into serious trouble."
"How is he supposed to fight? Earth Martial Realm second level against seventh level of Earth Martial Realm—the difference is simply heaven and earth."
Quite a few people could already imagine Yang Chen's miserable defeat shortly.
"Sect Master, this... let's have Gate Master Yang forfeit. If this continues, he has no chance of victory at all." Saintess Jinling grew anxious. Thinking of how even a ruthless figure like Lu Zhen had been crushed so easily, how could she not worry about Yang Chen?
Ye Xu likewise frowned tightly. Hearing this, he sighed and barked, "Nonsense! At this point, how could I make the decision to forfeit for him? Since young friend Yang has not chosen to forfeit himself, it means he still has no intention of giving up."
"B-but..." Saintess Jinling's face was filled with anxiety. It was clear that she truly worried about Yang Chen.
It was not only her. Great Emperor Bai Wei was the same. Yet on the surface, Great Emperor Bai Wei