He was referring to the day at the dock when the Murong Clan’s elders had belittled him. In terms of talent, he did not even have the right to carry Xue Yu’s shoes.
Li Jun left in a sorry state, always jealous of Xue Yu.
When he had arranged the order, he had secretly tampered with it. He had arranged for him to fight with Su Yu in order to take revenge.
The disciples of the Xue family shook their heads silently. They had no hope at all.
The result was already very obvious. They would not have any chance of winning.
However, Su Yu still calmly stepped forward and said, “Let’s begin.”
Li Jun grinned and took out a long black whip from his sleeve. It emitted a metallic luster. “This is my upper-grade immortal artifact, the Black Dragon Whip. You have to dodge it quickly. If you get hit by the Whip and it hurts you, it won’t Be Pretty.”
Su Yu said calmly, “Long-winded! Make Your Move!”
A murderous aura flashed between Li Jun’s brows, “You asked for it!”
