The day of the Little Struggle.
In the large Martial Arts Arena, Ning Zhuo and Hanzhou stood opposite each other.
There were many spectators.
The cultivators were all familiar with Hanzhou, but most were seeing Ning Zhuo for the first time.
"Is he the Ning Zhuo of Fire Persimmon Immortal City?"
"In my view, he looks rather ordinary. How could he possibly attract the attention of the young lady?!"
"Whether or not he is ordinary will be evident from this duel."
A lot of scrutinizing eyes settled upon Ning Zhuo.
Among them was the disguised Lin Shanshan.
Since she had promised Ning Zhuo to come watch the duel, she kept her word. However, over the past few days, she had heard some annoying rumors, so this time, she used a slight disguise, not revealing her true face.
Lin Shanshan blended into the crowd, becoming unnoticeable.
Unbeknownst to her, a gaze silently descended, overlooking the entire Martial Arts Arena, and precisely found Lin Shanshan among the crowd.
