On the platform, after the Condensing Liquid official announced the result of the match, Liu Ming bowed with cupped hands and leaped down, his gaze sweeping across the arena to observe the other ongoing battles.
On the platform closest to him, two opponents were still locked in a deep standoff.
The golden-robed young man, Jin Tianci, stood in one corner of the platform with a composed face, seemingly having no intention to make the first move. Opposite him was Wu Ming, the chubby young man from the Xuánjí Pavilion.
The peculiar manner in which Jin Tianci had previously waved his sleeve to confiscate his opponent's spiritual weapon made Wu Ming quite wary. A rare look of solemnity had appeared on his plump face.
The two faced each other just like that, starkly different from the dizzyingly intense battles happening on the other platforms.