"Quick, quick, the tournament is about to start, this time it's to select the top ten."
"I wonder who the top ten will be?"
"Definitely not you."
"Nonsense, as if it's you."
As the bell sounded, all the Outer Disciples of Heavenly Sword City were frantically rushing toward Heavenly Sword Peak.
The site of the arena had once again been moved to the upper part of the mountain, at the peak.
The entire top of Heavenly Sword Peak had been sliced off with Great Divine Power, leaving a massive platform, vast and perfect for placing the arena.
"Ying Ju, long time no see, how come you're suddenly so interested in the Outer Sect tournament?"
A True Disciple on the stands asked Ying Ju.
This True Disciple was dressed in a bright red robe. Although he was a man, wearing it gave him an unparalleled sense of nobility, making people feel shame in his presence.
"Wu Hong, aren't you the same?"
Ying Ju smiled slightly, answering with a question instead.
