C141 The Great Arena

"Brother Xue, I am not the least bit interested in the Secret Manual. I am only interested in fighting you!" His entire body was like a sharp unsheathed sword, the strong sword light was faintly discernable around his body, with traces of sword Qi seeping into his feet, causing a cloud of dust to rise up. As the dust flew in the air, Jian Wuxin's fighting spirit shot up to the sky