C105 The Line of Variation

"Let's begin!"

A biting cold domineering aura burst out from Chu Hen's body as he pointed his spear at Guo Sen in front of him. That resolute face that seemed to have been carved by a knife, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear.

Winning or losing, wager, arm

All the high level Martial Mansion students below the arena couldn't help but frown. Under the refraction of the light rays