"Our duel will take place outside the market,"
"Next are the rules for the duel. We have a total of forty spots, so we need forty people from among you to defend the ring,"
"Once a ring defender wins against five opponents consecutively, they automatically earn a spot!"
"Of course, if the ring defender loses, the new victor also needs to win five matches in a row to earn a spot. The duel ends when all spots are distributed!"
The middle-aged man in the brocade robe spoke, sweeping his gaze around at everyone.
"What if no one dares to challenge me?"
A hoarse voice rose from below at this moment.
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the source of the voice; it was an elderly man wearing a black robe, his gaze sinister, with nails several inches long, dark in hue,
appearing extremely creepy.
"It's Old Demon Chi Youu; he's a Peak Core Formation Cultivator!"
"I didn't expect even him to come here!"
"Who is this person?" There were also those who didn't recognize him!
