Chapter 910 Martial Arts Battle_2

As the Ancient Martial Arts battle was about to begin, every faction occupied a corner of the vast Martial Arts Arena. Besides the several major sects with their cold expressions, the other inner disciples hadn't touched their chopsticks, having tuned their bodies and minds to the optimal state.

When several drumbeats sounded at once, Mengdie took a step forward, her lithe body miraculously lifting off the ground. Clad in plain long robes, she silently landed in the middle of the Martial Arts Arena, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow—only tranquility and extraordinary composure.