On the battleground, two figures were staring at each other.
"Ouyang Xuan." Jian Wushuang radiated killing intent, but his heart was quite calm.
Violent but cold.
This was what Jian Wushuang had cultivated while on the edge of life and death so many times in the Ancient World.
"Ouyang Xuan has comprehended the first occult of the Waterdrop Dao and the Gale Dao. He should have made a lot of progress last month, so Chu Yang is far weaker than him," Jian Wushuang said to himself.
"Jian Wushuang, I saw your fight with Chu Yang. You're strong." Ouyang Xuan said, "I have fought with many people since the beginning of the Firmament Territory Feast, but none of them could force me to exert my full strength. I hope you can do it."
Many geniuses could not help gasping in surprise.
The strength Ouyang Xuan had displayed was already shocking enough, but he had not gone all out ever since the beginning?
Jian Wushuang still looked cold.
