"Fight me? I don't want to be a bully!"
Lu Ming shook his head slightly. Xuan Lin's cultivation base was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
"Lu Ming, you don't dare to fight, do you?"
Xuan Lin stepped out in an overbearing manner.
Back in the battle of the ten lands, he was still young and his cultivation was not high enough. He could not compete with Lu Ming and the others, which was a regret.
He was very ambitious. He wanted to defeat Lu Ming to prove that he could also become the number one prodigy in the world if he were in that era.
"If you want to fight, then I'll fight with you!"
Qiu Yue said.
Hmph, Lu Ming, are you going to hide behind a woman? you're indeed a cripple, a piece of trash. You actually won the title of world champion in the first battle of the ten lands. What a joke. Attack, I'll defeat you in ten moves!
