In the quiet arena, Qin Fen stood as how he did initially. He did not stop the six young martial artists from spreading out and surrounding him at all.
The night wind that blew against Qin Fen's tattered military uniform created rustling sounds, and his silhouette under the moonlight stretched far.
Excited? Exhilarated? Qin Fen couldn't tell clearly what his mood was, but he felt the blood in his body boiling as if every cell was filled with battle intent.
Although his participation in this recruit tournament had enabled him to achieve a big breakthrough in his martial arts, it was all thanks to the help of the mysterious assassin. As for what he had learned from the martial arts competition of the recruit tournament... the knowledge gained was quite scarce.