Chapter 916: I've Got This

As expected, he saw the scattered purple flames in the air ahead. The strong wind had dispersed them, but now they were rapidly converging. Meanwhile, the pair of hands made of gray energy at Murong Jian's feet still clung tightly to his legs. Surrender? Before stepping into the ring, Jian had never considered this option. As the strongest disciple of the Dragon-Slaying Pavilion, who long dominated the top of the rankings, he had a strong sense of pride. Stepping into the ring meant upholding the...