"General Ji, have you begun practicing immortality?"
At any other time, the person who shouted this question would have definitely drawn the attention of everyone around and caused them to instinctively distance themselves from him.
But today, all eyes remained fixed on the arena.
The platform was hastily built five days ago, and in these five days, every person present had been knocked down to the ground on the platform multiple times.
There was just one person on the platform, Ji Xinghe.
Under the gaze of over two thousand people, he remained composed. His vision was broad, allowing him to easily identify the person who had spoken.
Because of the distance between them, the person who had shouted couldn't clearly see Ji Xinghe's eyes, but when Ji Xinghe looked at him, he felt an undeniable pressure, and the mood of those around him became tense as well.
"Ma Yi."
"Present."
"Come up."
"Yes, sir."