The surroundings of the Nirvana Stage fell into silence. When Yan Tianchen lowered the leaf in his hand, many people’s hearts trembled when he turned to coldly look at Di Qiu. In this fight, he showed everyone the might of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion’s chief disciple.

“Great!” Lin Yun clapped with a smile on his face. It was rare for him to be emotional; he was genuinely emotional now. He wouldn’t clap for anyone else, but Yan Tianchen was worthy.

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