C1763 Metallic Cube

Mu Chen really wanted to see the real face of the imposter. He held the Son of Heaven Sword and was about to rush to the resting courtyard of the contestants.

"Please calm down, okay?"

"The second round of the trial is about to begin. Don't pick a fight at this time, not to mention that the opponent's strength is much higher than yours."

Wan Mingzhu reached out and grabbed Mu Chen's sleeve