"You're here."
Before Lu Lin's eyes even opened, he heard a voice that seemed long-lost.
The scene in front of him wasn't much different from when he challenged Mu Ze just now, with a figure standing on the arena.
However, this time, Huangfu Zhan on the arena unexpectedly spoke after sensing Lu Lin.
Aren't these illusions supposed to be unconscious? How can they speak?
Lu Lin felt puzzled but ignored Huangfu Zhan on the stage.
He walked onto the arena, and Huangfu Zhan opposite him showed a hint of a smile.
"Heavenly Talent, you don't think I'm just an ordinary illusion like the others, do you?"
"Heh."
Huangfu Zhan slowly said, and the content of his words piqued Lu Lin's interest, but he wouldn't reveal more.
Lu Lin held back for a moment and ultimately decided to ignore him.
Just fight directly.
With the broken knife in hand, Lu Lin's steps flickered continuously, quickly arriving in front of Huangfu Zhan.
"You wield a knife too?"
"Heh."
