Martial Arts Hall exit.
On the oval-shaped clearing, sensing that the situation was far from good, the large crowd gathered here began to retreat en masse, clearing out space.
Chen Zonghan and three Bagua Gate disciples watched with smiles as Li Chengyi stood less than five meters away.
Neither side spoke further; at this point, words had already lost their meaning.
Li Chengyi chose to destroy the protective barrier and leave.
Chen Zonghan had to seal the protective barrier for fifteen minutes, five of which had already passed, leaving ten more minutes.
The green and red light of the emergency lights cast long shadows of the people on both sides.
Everything seemed to fall into silence.
Despite the presence of at least hundreds of people around, no one made a sound at the moment.
A heavy, invisible pressure suffused the air over the field, making breathing difficult and weighing on people's hearts.
