Ning Weiguo glanced at Ning Jianxun and shook his head without speaking. Fang Ming looked worried, not because she feared anyone would get hurt, knowing both were sensible individuals, but she worried if Ning Luoxi would lose control and go berserk after the battle.
At this moment, in the arena, Ning Luoxi seemed unaffected by Lin Tian's provocation, but Lin Tian sensed that the little girl's aura suddenly intensified significantly and was continuing to grow, clearly stimulated by Lin Tian's words.
As proud as Ning Luoxi was, she had fought countless battles both big and small, yet the only person she ever lost to was Lin Tian. Every time she thought of it, she aimed to continuously improve to possibly defeat Lin Tian; this was a warrior's belief or perhaps the belief of a War God in the unseen destiny.
