It finally began. He nearly couldn't take it anymore.
The two young people on the field were really confident and they all felt like they were the most amazing youngsters in their generation.
These two were disciples from mid-tier sects.
To be so confident to join the competition meant that their cultivation wasn't weak either.
Under Lin Fan's bored gaze, the battle ended. There were no shocking scenes, just blade light, and sword shadows. Sword energy just surged around. It was just a simple battle.
So boring.
Lin Fan turned around and looked at the wave-like cheers all around. He shook his head helplessly. This must have been the life of the young: simple and with no needs and easily satisfied. Unlike now when he needed true battles to make him happy.
Boring, dry, and looking at the excited expressions of the rest, he didn't fit in at all.
The competition continued and many strong disciples appeared
