The cold young man spoke with a killing aura; he had presided over the Wang Family Martial Arts Arena for many years without incident, never expecting someone who knew nothing about death to challenge him today.
Even he was ultimately alarmed.
He had thought it would be another genius from the limit of the Spirit Communication Realm, but it turned out to be just a lad in the Mid Spirit Communication Realm.
The cold young man had already received the Wang Family Elder's order—he could kill his opponent without holding back.
Thus, he looked at Lin Xuan with a gaze that seemed to see a dead man.
Boy, nine consecutive victories are enough for you to be proud of, but a person should know their own limits. Since you don't know how to appreciate favors and want ten consecutive victories, I will make you understand what regret means!
The frosty youth, Huo Xiao, had a gloomy look as he stared at Lin Xuan, then his figure flashed rapidly like a ghostly shadow.
