"Junior Zheng, do you dare to fight?"
With her longsword pointed forward, He He didn't waste words, directly challenging him to a duel.
The sword she wielded was forged from ordinary ores, but in her hands, it could rival any Innate divine weapon.
After crossing the River of Forgetfulness, Zheng Kaixin also felt an agitation in his breath, and this was in line with his desires. He too drew an ordinary-looking longsword and smiled, "Senior He, please enlighten me!"
Tsk tsk!
Zeng Ke'er quickly took a look and hurriedly stood by the riverbank, shoving the newly arrived fellow disciples to the side to prevent disturbance, and exclaimed, "Fight quickly, fight quickly, I've been looking forward to you two having a go at each other!"
"Whoosh whoosh... whoosh whoosh..."
Just then, the stagnant waters of the River of Forgetfulness suddenly came alive, the current surged, and waves of muddy water rolled from one end to the other.
