As the time approached, Arena 1 became lively again.
After a person has fought, they cannot challenge again. As time approached, the arena master, after a selection process, gradually stabilized, and choices quickly dwindled. Arena 1, where Qin Jin was located, became the focus again.
He welcomed all challengers, continuously facing opponents, yet from start to finish, no one could even get close to him.
Fighting to fear, fighting to fright, among the watching students, Qin Jin seemed like the great demon king of this tournament, his depth unfathomable.
Qin Jin had no intention of holding back.
With the Federation at its peak, those with celestial pride who showed their talents would only receive maximum support.
Moreover...
His current background no longer required him to hold back. It was time to press forward boldly, leveraging the Federation and the resources of Martial Abyss to soar upward.
Inside the academy, as night fell, the lively atmosphere did not diminish at all.
