At this moment, Saint Heir Wu Chang had already walked to the edge of the arena stage.
For this competition, not only had the disciples of Wuji Immortal Palace arrived, but even its elders were present, including the Third Elder who had previously given Ye Qingchen a hard time.
On the elevated platform, the Third Elder addressed the Great and Second Elders with a broad smile. "What a lively day! To think some blind foreigner actually wants to challenge our Saint Heir, tsk tsk tsk."
The Great Elder, seated at the front, spoke slowly. "Third Elder, if I'm not mistaken, wasn't it our Saint Heir who issued the challenge to this foreigner?"
That one sentence left the Third Elder speechless.
He coughed lightly. "Is that so? Perhaps I remembered it wrong! In any case, our Saint Heir is so powerful that defeating a foreigner is no challenge at all! Great Elder, Second Elder, the outcome of this match is so obvious that there was really no need for us to come!"
