"Compared to playing with spinning, I admit defeat to no one. Zhu Rong, brother, stop using these trifling tactics. Let's get serious, otherwise, if you end up defeated in the arena, I'm afraid you won't accept it." Zhu Bufan, standing on the Fire Lotus, was looking at Zhu Rong with an indifferent gaze, and his Purple Cloud Sword was buzzing, as if cheering.
"Hmph! I hope you won't regret it! Originally I was just playing, but if you provoke me, things might get ugly!" Seeing Zhu Bufan's superior attitude, Zhu Rong became furious, flipped the Summoning Flame Banner in his hand, and suddenly, flames entwined around it again.
"True Fire Technique? True Dragon Refining Fire!"
