The battle was getting more and more intense as the light from various skills continued to intertwine and poured down on Lu Benwei. At this moment, he was fighting against hundreds of experts.
Smoke and dust soared into the sky. The forest and the ground were in ruins.
"Ma Han, are you sure you want to be my enemy? I have no enmity with your club, right?" Lu Benwei asked.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You're just a first-year student, and you have two battle commander-level spirit light monsters. What do you think you're doing to us seniors?" Ma Han said without changing his expression.
"Anyone with eyes can see that the Dragon Scale Horse and the Divine Spirit Deer are both willing to be subdued by me. You clearly want to snatch them!"
"Who knows what kind of ghostly art you used? In short, hand over your spirit light war monster and your spirit light power," Ma Han said loudly.
