At this moment, in the wide plain of the canyon, six figures stood at opposite ends of the border line.
Three figures stood on the Donghua side. One of them was an old man of average height, dressed in a green robe. His hair and beard were completely white, making him look ancient.
Beside the old man was a tall young man. He wore a pure white Martial Arts Uniform, and his shoulders were incredibly broad. Just standing there, he exuded a powerful, oppressive aura.
The last person was extremely burly, like a mountain. He was at least two meters tall, with a large, gleaming bald head and a constant smile on his face.
"It's Principal Zhou!"
Xiangtian's gaze was instantly drawn to the young man in the middle of the trio, his eyes shining brightly.
'Just as I thought, Principal Zhou is going to fight.' This was the first time he would see Principal Zhou in action, and he was filled with anticipation.
