"We meet again, Daqian scum!"
Nan Hao stared at Xu Yang, not bothering to hide his murderous intent, and sneered, "I don't think your luck's going to last much longer."
Earlier, they were outnumbered, and Xu Yang got lucky.
He didn't expect to run into him again so soon.
Greed burned in Nan Hao's heart; he was desperate to get hold of that technique.
Xu Yang obviously didn't know Nan Hao coveted him, but he could tell this bastard had his eyes on him.
"If I get the chance, I'll definitely kill you!"
Xu Yang grinned, showing no courtesy.
The tension between the two was razor-sharp, suffocating the cave in killing intent!
"Let's wait and see!" Nan Hao's eyes flashed viciously, not taking Xu Yang's threat to heart at all.
He thinks he can kill me?
What a joke!
In the last fight, Xu Yang was already on the losing end; he got off easy because it was cut short.
It's barely been a day—how much stronger could he have gotten?
