"These two guys, they won't just keep killing like this, will they?"
Outside the Battle Spirit Temple, people once again began to undergo the tempering of pressure, but most of their attention was still on the stone tablet.
Fang Lin and Long Zhiming's numbers were still steadily climbing. Long Zhiming, in particular, was astonishing, having already defeated fifty-nine Battle Spirits and seemed about to defeat the sixtieth.
This kind of achievement, even Elder Huang who is a regular at the Wuji Battle Temple, was somewhat shocked.
"The historical record of this Battle Spirit Temple was defeating seventy-two Battle Spirits the first time someone entered the temple. Looking at Long Zhiming, there might be a chance to break this record," Elder Huang said to himself, his eyes faintly filled with anticipation.
As for Fang Lin, he had only defeated forty-one Battle Spirits, which was also astonishing, but compared to Long Zhiming's progress, it was clearly a bit less.
