"What's all this 'Brother Mo, Brother Mo' business? A Forbidden bloodline that everyone should kill on sight, and yet you address him as a brother? Aren't you afraid of angering the masses?"
Just as the voices of Xia Jiujian and others had fallen, suddenly, a voice wafted eerily over, filled with mockery.
Everyone in the arena was startled and then turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, only to see a number of young figures standing together, each with an air of boundless arrogance, and moreover, their auras were extraordinary.
"It's the Young Kings from the Ancient Clan!"
The crowd cried out, and then their faces revealed an interested expression, "Interesting, Mo Wangchen hasn't appeared yet, but our Human Clan's geniuses are going to have an early contest with these Young Kings from the Ancient Clan?"
