The leader's attitude was slightly better.
The other few almost all looked at Yang Yan with sideways glances, the disdain in their eyes utterly evident.
This is actually normal.
Any man of spirit would feel greatly insulted if provoked like this.
Especially for these geniuses who entered Ancient Abyss Sect as Inner Sect disciples?!
"Are you ready?"
The steward of the first platform, who had never asked this question, asked Yang Yan before the match began.
"I'm ready."
Yang Yan nodded.
This biased scene from the steward, in the eyes of a few, made them even more furious.
After Yang Yan nodded, nine flashed past and surrounded him in a ring on the vast number one platform.
"Then let's begin! Wind and Fire Wheel!"
One of the disciples shouted loudly, and a half-human-high arc of flame appeared in front of him.
"Slash!"
The fire wheel spun rapidly, suddenly adding a gust of wind.
The fire borrowed the wind's power, becoming even mightier!
"Offended!"
