At the draw lot area, Kuimu Quan listened to Han Shuangjiang's words, snorted coldly, as if unwilling to argue with such a young girl as you.
Before leaving, he simply threw out a sentence: "Let's see the real skills under our hands tomorrow."
Just like that, the series of events at the draw lot area quickly spread throughout the Daoist Sect.
Everyone felt that tomorrow's East Continent competition would be incomparably exciting.
So many top contenders have surprisingly collided in this round.
Moreover, there was even verbal sparring between them.
"Did you hear? Chu Huaixu drew Geng Tianhe!"
"Really, isn't that the ultimate showdown between our Daoist Sect sword cultivators and the Sword Sect sword cultivators?"
"Yeah, as long as he eliminates Geng Tianhe, the remaining people from the Sword Sect simply can't be feared, directly losing the possibility of winning the title!"
