"Then there's only a battle left!" Ge Min stepped forward, Spiritual Power circulating as the aura of a Peak Battle King suddenly erupted.
Zhang Qifan stood to the side, watching with a cold smile, as if he had no intention of making a move.
Ling Qingxiu's delicate brows twitched slightly. She shook her head and said, "You are a Martial Artist worthy of respect. Unfortunately, Wan Potian is not someone you should be following!"
Ye Qingfeng's heart stirred slightly. From Kong Ningshuang's tone, she clearly held Wan Potian in great contempt. He actually wanted to know what secret Wan Potian was hiding that Kong Ningshuang knew.
However, the problem in front of him right now was Ge Min.
"Boom!" Ye Qingfeng's fist suddenly blasted out, bringing with it a howl of air, like a train erupting forth. A violent roar suddenly exploded.
With the strength of an Intermediate War Emperor, even a simple punch carried terrifying power.
