Boom!
How could Su Yue let Xu Baiyan really leave?
He stomped down with such force that even the arena's ground shattered.
He had to secretly place a folding door on Xu Baiyan. If the plan failed, what would be the point of the effort?
"You're courting death!"
Xu Baiyan spun around angrily, his face filled with rage.
Sizzle!
In an instant, the arena was blinding, as if a high-powered strobe light had been turned on, momentarily blinding even a Grandmaster.
This was the Thunder Race's lightning ability—domineering, light-polluting, and particularly uncivilized.
Xu Baiyan was already furious. Since you came looking for death, I'll kill you, a member of the Yangxiang Race, for the Divine Land.
A mere Fourth Grade, challenging me?
Ludicrous.
Looks like the Yangxiang Race also likes to play the game of gilding with rich heirs, but you chose the wrong stepping stone.
"Hmm, good cooperation!"
