As soon as the competition began, the Supreme geniuses of the Western Desert and Southern underworld began to fight each other, while yang potian and Tuoba Shi fought.
The six heaven's favorites were fighting intensely, but no one else moved.
Long Chen stood there calmly, his face calm and his aura calm. He didn't look like anything special, but since everyone had taken the initiative to keep a distance from him, no one would go up and attack him.
The heaven's favorites of the Big Shot level were still Lion Capital and Kong Lin.
The two of them scanned the second-grade heaven's favorites with cold eyes.
This was especially so for Shi du. His cold eyes were filled with killing intent as he swept his gaze across Lu Ming from time to time.
The remaining second-grade heaven's favorites were all on guard against each other, pulling apart the distance.
