Chen Tang sized up the newcomer.
This young Feng Xing, with a strong build, wore a black leather jacket. The chest of his outer garment was embedded with a conspicuous emblem symbolizing the Congyun Race.
It seemed that after joining Beihai Country, this person had already gained importance.
Feng Xing had short black hair, with a slight, somewhat ambiguous smile on his lips. His sharp gaze was filled with an inexplicable gloom and coldness, inconsistent with his age.
"Feng Xing, you actually have the nerve to face me?"
Shen Yu didn't have a good expression, angrily questioning.
"Miss Yu'er must be joking."
Feng Xing said, "I heard that Commander Shen has invited an expert warrior to join the genius battle, and out of curiosity, I decided to come and take a look."
"You already know about this?"
Shen Yu snorted lightly, "I wonder which scumbag leaked the information!"
Shen Jin frowned slightly, his expression somewhat unnatural.
