"It's your turn next."
After the old man and Liu Wu had completely disappeared, Zhan Hong slowly turned around, his icy cold gaze locked onto Gu Xi.
Gu Xi's expression was indifferent, but soon after, he smiled disdainfully, "You're not worthy."
Once these words were said, the surrounding spectators could not help but look at Gu Xi with high regard.
There were probably only a few people in the entire continent who dared to speak to the young elites of the Zhan Clan in such a manner.
"Your strength is not bad." Towards Gu Xi's belittlement, Zhan Hong's emotions did not fluctuate much beyond his expectations. "But this is not what gives you the right to be so arrogant."
His words were ice-cold. At the same time, dense killing intent surged out from his body. It even caused the temperature in the world to drop by a few degrees at this moment. This caused the unprepared crowd to involuntarily shiver.
