Bai Xiong's face bore a solemn expression; the man before him gave him a sense of danger.
The Martial Artist from the Sun Country lightly smiled; he walked in wooden clogs, yet made not a sound, a feat not achievable by everyone.
Walking on air!
Only those at the Legendary level could attain such a feat, for beyond that was the art of flying, a mysterious realm that transcended legends.
The man before him was clearly a formidable enemy.
"You are ruthless in your attacks, having disabled many of our Sun Country's top experts. Now taste this for yourself," the Martial Artist from the Sun Country said slowly, his eyes harboring a cold gleam.
"Do you wish to fight me or hand over the treasures of heaven and earth? Otherwise, you don't even qualify to challenge me," Bai Xiong replied without underestimating his opponent, yet without fear, contemplating securing more heavenly and earthly treasures for Ye Qiu to enhance the Black Flame.
