"Three years later!" Hearing this, Xin Yun's eyes lit up, then narrowed again, nodding... Xin Yun said gravely to Po Kong, "It seems we can't compare today. Since that's the case, let's meet again in three years!" After speaking, Xin Yun rode on Yinglong, joined up with the two girls, and headed for the exit.
It wasn't long before they ran into Ming Xuan. Seeing Ming Xuan's resolute face, Xin Yun felt a surge of happiness, all the unpleasantness from earlier forgotten. Po Kong was indeed powerful, but not necessarily unbeatable. As long as Xin Yun could unleash Thunderbolt, his defense would instantly collapse, and victory or defeat would still be up in the air.
