Li Fei suggested, "Why don't you try another one?"
"Fine, I'll change it." Meng Bo stood up and then sat down on another stone.
Still, there was no reaction. After several attempts, his face felt hot, as if he had lost face.
Damn it, how could Li Fei, who's a level below him, do it and he can't? It's really strange, is the heaven blind or something.
From the foot of the mountain came the distant sounds of the youths' discussions.
"Who would've thought that the waste of the Li Family would be stronger than the great talent Meng Bo."
"Meng Bo tried to show off but got slapped in the face instead; this is going to be a good show."
"The rivalry between them is now set. If they face off on the martial arts stage, it will surely be a bloody storm."
"Brother Meng, you keep choosing Spirit Stones, I'm not staying, I'll go train first."
After saying this, Li Fei closed his eyes and began training seriously, as if isolated from the world, entering a world of his own seclusion.
