Yan Qi was the focus of attention today; the majority of eyes in the Martial Arts Square were fixed on him, and some people, sensing his aura, were deep in thought.
"Yan Qi, during the duel, make sure to strike hard! Don't let that brat die too easily!"
What happened yesterday at the Dan Medicine Pavilion still left Ren Xiaoguang fuming. His voice was cold and stern as he instructed Yan Qi.
Yan Qi let out a sinister laugh: "Relax. I know what to do. He dared offend Senior Brother Jin Min and repeatedly provoked our Crown Prince Hall. If he dies too easily, it'd be far too dull. I'll crush every bone in his body, making even death an impossible wish!"
Ren Xiaoguang nodded slightly, a cruel gleam flickering in his eyes, eager to witness Luo Cheng in the torment of wanting to live yet unable to, desiring death but denied.
A nearby female disciple, her face like a peach blossom, reminded:
