A platform floated above the ground with a diameter of twenty meters. This was a formation meant for battle.

Feng Feiyun and Ling Donglai stood on opposite sides facing each other.

These were the new prodigies of this generation - the heroes with many fans.

Feiyun had a peak third-rank spirit treasure but Donglai wasn’t scared at all: “Please be careful, Your Excellency, weapons don’t have eyes. Don’t blame me if something were to happen.”

“Of course, of course.” Feiyun smiled.

Donglai raised his hands and seven spirit treasures - flew out. Five were first-ranked; two were second-ranked. Their spirituality activated and shot out white rays.

Two black swords resembled two flood-dragons with sharp claws.

The purple ring continued to stretch and changed its form...