"Ling kid, come to the martial arena for a battle!"
Mo Sanqing was ready and had been enduring for three days, he couldn't wait any longer.
Ling Feng stood up, his robe moved without wind, fluttering gracefully, exuding an ethereal aura.
Swoosh!
A figure shot into the sky; Ling Feng stepped into the air and slowly landed in the center of the Mo Family martial arena, standing with hands behind his back, with an unruffled expression saying, "Since you can't wait, I'll grant you the defeat you deserve!"
At this time, the disciples and elders of the Mo Family had already heard the rumors and were watching from around the martial arena.
Mo Sanqing was a distinguished genius of the Mo Family, while Ling Feng was just a picked-up "patient" from the roadside, an unknown nobody; the fight between these two seemed to have no suspense.
As Ling Feng and Mo Sanqing arrived at the martial arena, Mo Qiuhua also brought the Mo family elder and Tuoba Yan to the scene.
