Upon hearing Shi Chun's voice, Zhener broke into a radiant smile.
The spectators watching the mirrored projection outside could not hear the sounds within the valley. The elder from the Li Huo Sect presiding over the competition, for the sake of maintaining the sect's dignity, also pretended not to hear anything. He strode over to the incense burner, firmly placed the stick of incense inside, and then spread his arms, declaring in a booming voice, "The competition begins!"
His words were like an order, and the fifty-two participants holding chunks of iron immediately had their hands emit Flame Energy, swiftly softening the hard lumps of iron they held.
It was truly a mad rush to begin, as though worried about wasting even a moment. Every bit of extra time was seen as precious.
