C96 A Stone Stirs a Thousand Ripples!

On the second peak.

"How are your preparations?"

The old man stood in front of his disciple, hands behind his back, looking off into the distance, his cold voice echoing out.

First Peak had dominated the position of first place for many years, but for the other several peaks, they did not have much of a chance.

"Master, don't worry. Even though I'm still far from becoming a Martial Saint