"Gu Xiao, I know you're powerful, but excessive arrogance will only become your grave!" Ji Xuan seemed to already have the victory in hand this time.
"Oh!" Zhang Menglong couldn't be bothered to argue with him, "Hurry up, will you? Stop dragging your feet!"
"Hmph!" Ji Xuan said no more, grabbing at the air, and instantly a long spear appeared in his hand. Simultaneously, a suit of exaggerated armor with faint patterns appeared on his body.
"Is this your confidence?" Zhang Menglong thought it was something else, but it turned out to just be a set of armor and a long spear. Although it seemed quite imposing, what kind of power could it have?
"Looks like he doesn't have much skill left," Lieyang eagerly stepped forward, "Ji Xuan, last time you defeated us using that Sword God's sword technique, which isn't your own skill. Why don't we have a fair showdown today?"
