Swish!
Just as Luo Cheng got to his feet, a figure burst out of the dense forest—a square-faced youth with a long blade strapped to his waist.
Spotting Luo Cheng, the square-faced youth's eyes lit up, and a sinister smile appeared on his face:
"I didn't expect the rumors to be true! You're really here! Looks like I've hit the jackpot this time!"
Luo Cheng glanced at the newcomer briefly and felt somewhat disappointed.
He had expected the first to arrive would be one of the top ten seeded contenders.
Those were his primary targets.
Instead, the newcomer was merely a martial artist at the Fourth Layer of the Transcendence Realm.
Seeing Luo Cheng motionless, the square-faced youth asked with some surprise:
"Why aren't you running?"
Luo Cheng said indifferently, "Why would I run?"
"Oh? Looks like you're sensible. You know that running away from me would be futile."
The square-faced youth exuded confidence as he stepped closer to Luo Cheng, slowly drawing his blade, grinning:
