"Damn it, I can't take it anymore! This kid is too arrogant!" someone in the crowd said, displeased.
"Uh… I can't stand to watch either, but he really has the right to be arrogant. You're also a Tier Nine Spirit Pupil. Could you have taken out Zhang Lang in one move?"
"So… so what if I couldn't? Even if I couldn't, a new disciple like him shouldn't be bullying people like this!" the man stammered. He just couldn't stand Shen Haoran's arrogant attitude.
"Oh, give it a rest. Just watch. Someone will put him in his place!"
Sure enough, just as the man finished speaking, three people from the crowd stepped onto the fighting ring together.
All three were dressed in cyan robes, and one glance was enough to tell they were disciples of the Cyan Wood Hall. Moreover, they seemed to have the exact same face—they were triplets!
Seeing those three get on stage, the crowd started buzzing again.
"Aren't those the Liu Family's Three Brothers from the Cyan Wood Hall!"
