"Frost Splendor Pavilion, Yu Chuang."
"Frost Splendor Pavilion, Han Wang."
"Frost Splendor Pavilion, Qian Xiu."
The Frost Frost Technique nurtures the mind, an icy heart unmoved.
Three cultivators dressed in blue battle gear stepped onto the frosted arena and bowed to Zhou Li.
"Beast Taming Sect, Wu Gui."
"Beast Taming Sect, Tyrant King."
"Beast Taming Sect, Bai Jing."
The trio from the Beast Taming Sect ascended the platform.
"Red Dust Pavilion, Glaze."
"Red Dust Pavilion, Luo Yun."
"Red Dust Pavilion, Baise."
Red Sleeves danced gracefully as three stunning beauties landed on the stage.
"Xuantie Sect, Xuan Yi."
"Xuantie Sect, Xuan Er."
"Xuantie Sect, Xuan San."
The Black Armor Army clad in iron arrived.
Zhou Li eyed the twelve cultivators before him, a faint smile on his lips. He extended his hand, pointing to the three from the Xuantie Sect, and said solemnly:
"You three, step down."
"Don't think losing once means we can't win again!"
