The atmosphere in the arena was stifling; waves of terrifying auras pressed down, each master releasing their unique Martial Arts oppression, surging together like a roaring tidal wave.
Sixth Young Master Mo Beiyan's Martial Arts talent wasn't strong; even after piling on a mountain of resources, he barely managed to reach the Innate Realm. Facing the pressure from so many Martial Arts powerhouses, he was like a lone leaf floating in the vast sea, rootless and drifting.
Yet, he still braced himself against the pressure, standing firmly before Gu Zhan. Staring coldly at the gathered masters, he said, "Today, whoever wants to touch Gu Zhan, must step over my body first!"
Mo Beiyan's status was quite exalted,
