urned to the battle zone, ignoring the jeering and insults all around him. 。He always wore a faint smile on his face, top 32! Before he sat back down, he looked in the direction of Long Yue, his eyeb...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ot weaklings. They have all fought their way out of various major regions. 。Though Tang Wulin's opponent was shocked, his instinctive reaction was still very quick. 。He drew in his breath, contractin...