"This person's speed is indeed quite fast."
Looking at Pei Jicai on the stage, who spoke lightly but whose eyes held a hint of teasing, Chu Ning quietly mused to himself.
Of course, what Chu Ning saw as 'fast', in the eyes of other Foundation Establishment cultivators, was no different from a specter.
The cultivators who came this time were almost all loose cultivators, among whom few knew more advanced techniques.
Naturally, their perspectives were not broad.
Pei Jicai, a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator, was using an impressive escape technique that completely overwhelmed all the cultivators present.
Moreover, this person's ruthless actions greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
For a moment, no cultivator dared to speak.
Seeing this scene, Pei Jicai's voice rang out again.
"Fellow Daoists, step forward one by one."
While speaking, he glanced at the person standing at the forefront of the arena.
