"You!"
Ye Xuan's eyes turned cold. Gripping the black long Sword, he slashed down viciously toward Turing's head for a brutal crit.
"Scram."
But to Ye Xuan's surprise, Turing's movements this time were even more dismissive than before. He merely waved his arm, and Ye Xuan was blasted back several meters.
They were both experts of the Demigod Realm, but Turing had gone through systematic training and truly grasped demigod power, while Ye Xuan had never learned it.
Ye Xuan simply couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as Turing.
"If you didn't choose to stand against me, I could have considered recommending you into the Divine Pavilion. But now that you dared offend me, I can only kill you."
