Chapter 825: One Move to Defeat an Innate!

The sparring on the arena had come to a halt. One by one, gazes shifted toward the disciples from the northern sector. From within a cluster of crippled veterans, an old man with no legs rolled his wheelchair out to the front. Though he had lost both legs, the sharp light in his eyes still cut like blades. The radiance of his youth could not be completely concealed. He swept his gaze over the northern disciples and chuckled. "Looks like the north has improved a lot compared to previous years....