A purple robe, a white shirt.
At this moment, they became the focus of everyone in the arena.
A sea of people, cheering and boosting their spirits.
However, all of this had no effect on the two on stage.
"I've always heard that you cultivators from The Great River District are the bravest, but today, I'm quite disappointed!"
Bai Qi, toying with a small red sphere in his hands, his face was full of mockery.
"Of the previous seven fights, except for that Sick Tiger Zeng Wen, none caught my eye. You're not weaker than him, are you?"
Qin Liangchen, a tall figure, snorted disdainfully, his nostrils flaring.
"Zeng Wen? He dares to compare with me. When we fought over a girl, I beat him until he ran away in disgrace."
Bai Qi's eyes brightened, "So, you do have a few tricks!"
His eyes glowed with a hunter's delight.
Qin Liangchen didn't like this look. He had always been the one who saw Demon Beasts and Rogue Cultivators as prey.
A golden mace suddenly flew out.
