Just as Yang Chen wondered whether he would be the first to go, Sima Cheng suddenly seemed to feel that he was not quite suitable. Turning his head, Sima Cheng set his gaze on Zhang Hefei, who stood not far beside him.
Having seemingly made up his mind, Sima Cheng immediately said, "Zhang Hefei, you go first."
"Leave it to me." Zhang Hefei was brimming with confidence. With one step, he headed straight for the arena.
As he left, he shot Yang Chen a cold glance and said frostily, "Kid, watch carefully. Don't think you're the only one who can defeat disciples of the Shangxian Sect."
This stage was where he, Zhang Hefei, would rise to prominence today.
Yang Chen was rather surprised to see Zhang Hefei chosen. He still remembered Zhang Hefei well. After all, this man had singled him out before, saying that he had merely defeated a pampered young master like Ming Hao.
Judging by his confidence, he seemed to have some tricks up his sleeve. Yang Chen did not know whether he could defeat Xiao Xing.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Hefei was already standing atop the arena.
Yang Chen did not pay much attention to the True God Stage arena. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the battle between Zhang Hefei and Xiao Xing.
After all, he was also a member of the reserve force and could be selected at any time. It was never wrong to learn in advance about enemies who might become his opponents.
Now, he stared unblinkingly at the arena.
The moment Xiao Xing and Zhang Hefei took the stage, the atmosphere became drawn swords and bent bows. Xiao Xing said coldly, "Nameless nobody, state your name."
"Your grandpa here is called Zhang Hefei. Remember it well." Zhang Hefei