Lu Yang has such a formidable reputation, it isn't just the newcomers wishing to make their mark in this competition who are in his shadows, even the fame of Yan Fei, the successor of the Sect Master, is eclipsed by him.
He pretended to be a ginseng fruit, fooling everyone. Subsequently, wielding his Demon Sword, he struck fear into everyone's hearts. No one knew how many digits the number in his palm held, but it was definitely certain that it was a terrifying number.
Meng Jingzhou is truly capable, unafraid of Lu Yang's formidable reputation.
"Heh, I hear your Demon Sword kills at first sight of blood. If that's true, I just need to avoid getting hurt."
Lu Yang raised an eyebrow, "You talk big, state your name!"
"Meng Jingzhou!"
"Ah, so it's you. I've heard of your matchless prowess at Foundation Establishment Stage and your impeccable body refining skills that leave many body cultivators in awe!"
