Taking a deep breath, Wu Hui's expression grew solemn as he walked step by step onto the Martial Battle Platform.
"Su Chen, I admit I have underestimated you, and indeed the entire school has underestimated you, but!!! I want to tell you..." After reaching the Martial Battle Platform, Wu Hui stared at Su Chen, his voice deep.
"I really don't like listening to nonsense!" However, just like facing Yoo He, Su Chen didn't give him the chance to finish his fierce words.
He made his move.
"Swish swish swish..."
His figure surged like a tiger in the wind; Su Chen's speed didn't seem particularly fast, but it was filled with a strange and fierce flavor.
He was like a cobra, extremely agile.
Seeing this, Wu Hui felt the hair on his body stand on end, not daring to hold the slightest bit of contempt.
His eyes followed Su Chen's shadow, capturing it quickly, while his hands wove through the air, executing a skilled set of External Style Martial Arts.
