Indeed, during this period, Chu Yi's reputation in the Hengyue Sect has eclipsed many.
One could say that as long as there are people from Jianghu gathering and chatting, it won't be long before they start discussing matters related to Qi Yang.
To describe Chu Yi's current situation as unparalleled prominence is no exaggeration.
On the Wind Cloud Platform, Chu Yi's roaring voice once again pierced through the sky.
Roar—
With a punch, the still trembling pagoda suddenly began to sway.
The crowd below burst into an uproar.
"My god, fighting a Lifebound Spiritual Instrument with bare hands?"
"Against the heavens, truly against the heavens."
"Does this kid have a death wish?"
Different from these exclamations of surprise, Little Fatty, upon witnessing this scene, leaped up in joy.
"Take him down, Chu Yi, I'm behind you."
"Scared of what, Qi Yang is all bark and no bite."
"Hehehe, Chu Yi, I love you to death."
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