Song Shibo was already drenched in cold sweat. From Meng Zheng's physique, he had thought that his strength was only average. Even if he was really forced to fight, he would still have a chance. But who would have thought that he was a body condensation state body cultivator. If they really fought, he wouldn't have any way to live.
"Song Shi Bo, why aren't you coming up? do you want me to go down and invite you?" Meng Zheng chuckled darkly, his expression sinister.
"I don't want to compete anymore, I don't want to compete anymore." Song Shi Bo muttered, his entire body trembling in fear.
"If you don't want to compete, then why are you standing out?" Meng Zheng said with a look of disdain.
