"Wei Lu!"
Wan Yanlin's voice was mournful. Her charming face had a look of incredulous disbelief.
Wei Lu actually lost?
(Is your cultivation base of the seventh level of blood-ignition realm false?)
(Is your reputation as the Wei Clan's descendant with the strongest talent false?)
(Is your experience as a graduate from one of the supreme-tier academies, the Black-White Academy, false?)
(You actually lost to such an unknown? Could it be you snuck out last night and had s*x with some woman, causing you to exhaust too much energy that led to your failure?)
(If not, why would you lose?)
When Sun Mo's gaze turned over, Wan Yanli instantly felt chills, and she subconsciously turned to run.
Earlier, they had been extremely forceful and wanted to annihilate the Central Province Academy's student group. Besides, they had heavily injured Fan Yao and destroyed Song Ren's arms. The grudge between both sides was extremely deep.
