When eight people stand together, the eight powerful momentum spreads out, just like eight tall sacred mountains. The strong pressure is in everyone's mind, making other holy land disciples breathe is a stagnation.

the hall leader of the penalty hall saw eight people fighting with each other like cockfight eyes. If they were allowed to continue, I was afraid that all other disciples would be affected. He could not help but say, "the next round of competition begins, all the idle people will leave."

when eight people heard the leader's words, they immediately took back their momentum, then passed by and walked toward their seats.

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