"Tsk tsk, it didn't even take sixty breaths to take down the two Flower Striped Leopards, and I was just getting into it!" Chen Shang commented from the high platform behind the Combat Arena, twirling a corner of his mustache.
Sitting next to Chen Shang were Zhu Si and Liao Zhong, who had just joined them.
The three were supposed to be guarding the dormitory tonight, but lacking the patience for such duty, they sent a few Qi Refining disciples to watch the entrance and came to the Combat Arena themselves to pass the time.
"Feng Ling's strength is indeed commendable. He has managed to remain unbeaten in the Combat Arena for so long. He really has a few tricks up his sleeve, but it's a pity," Liao Zhong remarked.
"Haha! I must admit, I also think highly of him. Not to mention anything else, but generally, demon beasts below Second Level are no match for him," Chen Shang laughed heartily.
