The young practitioners from the Ming Family and Pan Family who have mastered the fusion of spirit and martial arts almost all came.
There were hundreds of them.
They arrived densely and swiftly.
Of course, not everyone came to fight with Ye Chen. Most of them, being less powerful and unqualified to battle, could only cheer from the sidelines.
"Are you Ye Chen? A bumpkin from the Great Zhou Dynasty daring to challenge our Moon Palace, you'll die a horrible death soon!"
"Hahaha, Brother Ming Feng, destroy him, trample him underfoot, and make him beg on the ground like a dead dog!"
"Sister Pan Feng, Ye Chen has already killed people from our Pan Family, we cannot let him leave alive!"
Shouts rang out one after another.
In the arena, Ming Feng and Pan Feng, who were highly prestigious among the younger generations of the Ming and Pan families, stepped out and stood at the front of the crowd.
