As soon as the first match of the Heaven's Chosen disciple competition ended, the second bout began right away.
This one was contestant number 3 versus contestant number 4.
Both fighters were at the Early Stage of Void Refining cultivation, and they traded blows back and forth atop the stone platform.
It looked exciting as hell, but Lin Chang'sheng just kept shaking his head; honestly, there was nothing here worth watching.
So Lin Chang'sheng stopped paying attention and instead closed his eyes, nourishing his spirit.
Three hundred moves went by without a winner, making the disciples below all start to feel drowsy.
Around the arena, all the sect elders had no shortage of comments.
"The way these two are going at it, I bet even one or two hours won't be enough to settle this!"
"Right? Are we just supposed to sit here and wait? There are so many disciples still waiting to fight!"
"Maybe we should call it a draw and let the next disciples get on with it!"
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