Xiao Yunchong also appreciates talent. Who is the True Martial Saint?
He is an existence that every young person envies, and even is jealous of, truly a genius. Such strength is not something a regular person can possess.
Ling Tianyu will never be swayed by Xiao Yunchong's attempt to recruit him. Xiao Yunchong? At most, he's just a strong person.
Where he belongs is the true Emperor Lineage that has real background, even authentic credentials. How could Xiao Yunchong compare to such an existence?
There's simply no comparison.
"You're not qualified enough." Ling Tianyu wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "If you want me to join you, you're still far from it."
"Don't even think about it."
"With your character, you won't go far."
"So you're saying you want to die?" Xiao Yunchong's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Who will win or lose, don't jump to conclusions." Ling Tianyu held the sword with one hand and stared at Xiao Yunchong.
