"The ranking tournament is about to start, Luo Feng, you better hurry."
"Yes."
Luo Feng nodded, performing Qinggong, swiftly ascending to his own Dragon Column.
The other contestants on the Hundred Dragon Pillars also recovered from their cultivation at this moment, looking at each other, rubbing their hands eagerly, with intense fighting spirit bursting from their eyes.
Those who could still remain on the Hundred Dragon Pillars were undoubtedly outstanding disciples from each major Golden Palace, each with notable fame in the martial world. Everyone was proud, and the ranking tournament was an opportunity for them to prove themselves.
"Haha... I can finally have a good fight this time, I've been holding back all year."
Yan Hu glanced around, clenched his fists, and laughed excitedly.
For him, tournament rankings didn't matter, what mattered was having a vigorous battle with worthy opponents.
