The fire that had been extinguished in their hearts was gradually rekindled; they all felt they had made extraordinary progress over the years and wondered what the outcome would be if they competed with Yang Xiaoyun again.
Even Jiao Wenhao had harbored thoughts of vindication.
Yet, at this moment, seeing Yang Xiaoyun strike again, her martial arts had significantly surpassed what they were years ago.
The pace of her improvement was simply unimaginable.
If they continued to trouble the young masters in Luoxia City, even if their parents gave them an extra pair of legs, it wouldn't be enough to withstand this woman's attacks.
She was truly ferocious!
Thinking this, he felt quite grateful to Su Mo.
In this world, perhaps only Su, the Chief of the Escort, could subdue this woman.
While pondering this, his gaze had already shifted in Su Mo's direction.
Piercing through the myriad of starlight emitted by that middle-aged man, the man had already skyrocketed upwards.
