"This kid isn't running. Is he actually planning to take on Wan Tianming head-on?"
"Is he crazy? Does he have any idea how powerful a half-step Grandmaster is?"
"You're giving him too much credit. I think the kid is just scared stiff. His legs have probably gone soft, so he can't even run."
"Hahaha, that's what I was thinking too."
"The aura from Wan Tianming alone is enough to suppress him."
"This kid is doomed!" Shangguan Hao sneered.
Leng Rushuang said, "He deserves it for being so arrogant."
Chu Yue snorted coldly. It seemed she wouldn't even have to lift a finger; someone else would take care of Lin Xuan for her. That's just fine. I want to personally watch him descend into hell.
Ye Qingwu urgently grabbed Lin Xuan's hand, trying to make a run for it.
"Where do you think you're going?" Wan Tianming took a step forward, flames erupting from his body as his palm shot toward Lin Xuan.
