Gertland's face was filled with ferocity as he looked at Ye Xunhuan, his expression full of unwillingness.
He had trained diligently for five years, yet he couldn't withstand a single move from this demon. How could this be possible?
For a moment, Gertland couldn't accept all of this in his heart.
He had tirelessly practiced day and night over these five years, never daring to pause for a moment. To make himself stronger, he kept fighting, fighting!
Hoping to accumulate abundant combat experience and make himself stronger.
Several times, he nearly lost his life!
Five years had passed, and he believed his strength was strong enough to duel with Ye Xunhuan.
But who would have thought, dreams are full, yet reality is lean.
He still wasn't an opponent for Ye Xunhuan.
Everyone stared stunned at Ye Xunhuan, their eyes wide like copper bells, their faces indescribably shocked.
