"Get the hell down here!"
Hong Yu pointed his spear at the Young Master with one hand and bellowed.
With Xingtian and the Execution Corpse Warriors keeping the ninety-nine Furious Flame Lion Riders occupied, Hong Yu was free to act, naturally setting his sights on the Young Master.
If his opponent had merely wanted to defeat him and stop him from earning the title of Hundred Victory War God, Hong Yu would have found it understandable, even forgivable.
But the man had made things difficult for him again and again.
He had even broken the rules, using a war of attrition and sheer numbers in an attempt to obliterate him.
This had touched upon Hong Yu's reversed scale!
A dragon has a reversed scale—touch it and you die!
Aside from his family and friends, Hong Yu's reversed scale was his own life...
The Young Master trembled, his gaze flickering. He hesitated, not daring to enter the battlefield.
