A large ferry has already docked beside the Poseidon Island.
Led by Zhang Lexuan, they boarded the deck of the ferry and stood still, heading towards the outer courtyard. The arena in the Soul Fighting Area is larger and more convenient to use.
In addition to Zhang Lexuan, a group of 13 people gathered in twos and threes. Although everyone knows each other, there are also close and distant relationships.
Wang Qiuer looked coldly at the clear water of the Poseidon Lake in front of her. Her beautiful face gave a cold feeling like black ice for thousands of years, and she could not see what she was thinking.
Dai Huabin is not far behind Wang Qiuer