While Fu Yan was lost in thought, the fourth bout on the other side officially began. The male lead, Fang Yu, held a sword in one hand. His brocade robes fluttered in the wind as he stared straight at the opponent before him.
In only a few moments, the long suspension bridge began swaying again, and wave after wave of true essence rolled over from the distance.
Everyone present turned their gaze toward Fang Yu. Quite a few cultivators from the Northern Region seemed not to know him, and they began whispering among themselves.
“Who is...
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