in the morning, lin hui washed and changed a black dress. on the way to the ring, he met a young man as old as him. he had a handsome appearance and extraordinary demeanor. he had a long knife in his hand named chen xingwang, an elite disciple of yu dao zong. they talked a lot on the road. chen xingwang and lin hui went into dongyue town to fight in the ring. immediately, they found an inn to eat and drink enough. just walk in the direction of the ring.
lin hui asked as he walked: ”chen xingwang said that you have a mission here. chen xingwang said that when i finish fighting in the ring, i will ca
y out the mission. moreover, i am a send-level warlord. can these tasks defeat me?” lin hui said that he really envies you. you and i are as old as you are. you are now a send-order war master. i have only now practiced the eighth-order war division to practice it!
the two men have e to the front of the ring, and there are three rings around them, ranking in turn as war zong, war respect and king of war. none of the people in the ring are weak, some of them are people who can cross the challenge.
lin hui took a look at the whole ring made of practi