Mu Fan had just entered the Martial Arts Hall when he realized that his field of vision had shifted to focus on eleven pairs of eyes staring intently at him, with two pairs nearest to him, one on the left and one on the right.
The hostility made Mu Fan instantly react by raising his level of alertness to the highest, assuming a stance with his fists open wide.
Mu Fan's face was not his own, so his eyes lacked that spiritual aura, which made him appear unpleasant to the onlookers at the Pulan Military Academy's stage.
Nonsense, as if Mu Fan's expressions could be pleasant.
The nine seated spectators were dumbfounded as they watched this unexpected intruder in their exclusive Pulan Martial Arts Hall, even the previously suave Ding Cheng felt his brain wasn't functioning properly.
He hadn't arranged this at all!
While everyone was still staring wide-eyed, a system countdown suddenly appeared: "3, 2, 1, begin."
An invisible air wall enclosed the entire area.