C312 Xu Baichuan's Ambition

In the twenty-eighth arena, Yang Fann and Jun Haoran stood a hundred meters apart, locked in a distant standoff.

Yang Fann maintained his usual calm demeanor. From a distance, he resembled a Wealthy Young Master unfamiliar with martial arts rather than a martial artist. Yet, in his eyes flickered a hint of reluctance. The very situation he had hoped to avoid was unfolding before him