Chapter 1397 - 686 Luo Chen: What is My Sword Dao Like?
This mysterious man stands on the other side of the arena, his figure seemingly blending with the surrounding shadows, making him hard to grasp.
He wears a black mask on his face, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, exuding an arrogant and cold aura.
Luo Chen’s gaze is tightly fixed on the mysterious man, a sense of unprecedented challenge rising in his heart.
He knows that this opponent is by no means ordinary.
The appearance of the mysterious man makes the atmosphere in the martial arts arena heavy.
The audience whispers, speculating about his identity and strength.
Luo Chen takes a deep breath, adjusting his breathing, preparing to face the imminent challenge.
The sound of the gong rings again, Luo Chen and the mysterious man almost simultaneously leaping onto the arena.
The two stand several meters apart, confronting each other.
The mysterious man’s eyes are as sharp as a leopard, while Luo Chen maintains his usual calmness, but internally, he is wary of every subtle movement from his opponent.
The moment the match starts, the mysterious man disappears like a ghost, and the next moment, he appears on Luo Chen’s left side, a fierce palm strike targeting Luo Chen’s vital spot.