章 951: Grieving Needle

"They're fighting!"

"Awesome!"

"They're all elites. The people sent by Class One Hall are clearly the small Beijing party that are stationed here all year round to train, and they're the high-end members of the sect. The one who died just now is He Yi. I know him, he's at the level of a branch master… Whew, just who is the person fighting against Class One Hall? He's awesome! He's fighting against more than ten elites alone… and he actually managed to kill the fifth person?!"

"Idiot! That's Happy, the one who killed Fu Tianqiong at Beijing. One and a half years ago, he's an elite who nearly got into the top eight in the world! Look at his skills—What body movement is that?! What the heck?! How did he manage to dodge that?!"

More players came to the area outside Ghost's Domain to watch the fight. 

"It's impossible that he's this good! Impossible!"