C55 Longwu
It was early in the morning and the sky was bright. The capital was bustling as usual, but many people had received the news that there was still a stage left in the Martial Contest of the Imperial City, which was to compete with a disciple from the Martial Arts Sects. Only by winning that disciple would they be able to win.
Hearing this news, Shen Xiang secretly cursed in his heart