"How is this possible?!"
Jin Chenmang looked at the scene before him in disbelief.
In his heart, Huang Luo was his idol, his goal.
He always considered Huang Luo as the existence he aspired to become.
But now.
Huang Luo lay at Qin Chen's feet.
This scene struck him like the shattering of a long-held dream.
Le Sansheng, Yue Yishan, and others' faces turned ashen.
Their expressions were like they'd eaten something unsavory.
Even Huang Luo fell at Qin Chen's feet; what were they doing earlier?
Absolutely laughable.
"Hidden so deeply." Someone couldn't help but remark.
No one had realized that this mysterious youth possessed such astonishing strength.
"I haven't lost yet!"
Huang Luo stood up from the ground, drops of blood dripping from his wounds onto the ground.
He stared sharply at Qin Chen.
"Defy me?"
Qin Chen glanced at Huang Luo.
"Boom!"
Above Huang Luo's head, a dark golden roc appeared.
