An hour later, it was the afternoon.
"Pitter-patter..." There was a sound of footsteps.
Everyone turned their heads and found that He Gaoming, John Doe's disciple, also come with his people.
Because it was not time to battle yet, Fang Qiu and Lin Rusheng didn't make any move. They had been resting with their eyes closed, secretly improving their state.
Time was ticking away.
There was still a day left before the battle started.
As the sun set and the sun rose, no one spoke.
The people who came all found a place to sit down quietly.
The next morning, the entire peak of Zhongnan Mountain was crowded with people.
The martial arts practitioners from all over the country jostled each other in the crowd in order to see this unprecedented battle with their own eyes.
Because there was n
