C2989 Disciple
On the side of the platform, the four great Protectors sat quietly.
On the face of the black-robed Protector. . . The golden-robed Protector and the blue-robed Law Protector looked at the competition on the martial arts stage with hatred in their eyes.
"Hmph, a mere South Pavilion, you want to compete with us, the three pavilions? Dream on!" The blue-robed Protector said in a cold voice
