After a long chat with Qin Yao, Chen Feng finally left God Martial University.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Autumn arrives, and the wind grows colder.
At God Martial University, Chen Feng, who had finished his cultivation early in the morning, noticed that the university was unusually quiet today, with no one in sight.
This was very abnormal, as normally, even early in the morning, there would be quite a few people at God Martial University.
"Could something have happened?"
Chen Feng frowned and mused to himself.
"Hey, Master Brother, why are you still here?"
At that moment, two girls hurried over, and upon passing by Chen Feng, one of them with a ponytail asked him in surprise.
"What's the matter? What happened?" Chen Feng asked.
"Oh no, today is the start of the tournament! Master Brother, please don't tell me you're not participating," the girl exclaimed in shock.
