Qi Xuanxuan couldn't resist facepalming as she whispered to Qiao Mu, "Every time I watch Little Fatty fighting, I feel like, mhm, there's a ball flying back and forth."
Qiao Mu pressed her lips together as she watched the two people duking it out in the arena.
The little fatty naturally wasn't a match for this senior brother who had already broken through to the spiritual realm.
However, it was obvious that the other party hadn't put his all in yet because the little fatty was still able to ward off several blows.
Time ticked by.
The sun had reached high noon and hung high up above everybody's heads.
The scorching temperatures on the Lava Mountain Range did not only make the two people battling sweat profusely.
Even the spectators around them felt sweat beading on their foreheads, and their whole bodies were terribly hot.
Qiao Mu waved her petite hand, and she placed an ice sphere into a jade box gilded with gold.
