The crowd burst into an uproar. No matter how they looked at it, they didn't think that Lin Yi could be su Zhaohe's opponent. As a newcomer, it wasn't too embarrassing for him to reject the challenge. They didn't expect this guy to agree!
Challenging su Zhaohe, the strongest Foundation Stage master, to an arena battle was just asking for death. Lin Yi, the head of the posturing group, really hadn't died before!
"Very good. Five days later, see you at the North Island's arena!" Su Zhaohe was overjoyed. He was most afraid of Lin Yi's rejection this time, and he would've made a wasted trip. He didn't think that this guy would actually agree. He didn't know what death was.
The so-called North Island Arena was a place specially set up by the three pavilions to prevent their disciples from fighting in private. It was a place for people to challenge each other and compete in skills. It was so that they could speak with their strength and resolve conflicts fairly.
