"Ye Waste!"
Duan Yu spun around. When he saw Ye Wushuang standing behind him, he was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Waste, you dare call me an idiot?"
Ye Wushuang grinned mockingly. "Didn't you just admit it yourself?"
"I admitted it!" Duan Yu froze, then quickly came to his senses, furious. "You dare to mock me? You're courting death." As soon as the words left his lips, he took a step forward, his powerful aura pressing down on Ye Wushuang.
"Get lost!"
Seeing that Duan Yu had developed killing intent at the slightest disagreement, the smile on Ye Wushuang's face vanished. He let out a sudden, explosive roar like a raging Violent Ape. The sound waves rolled out, catching the charging Duan Yu off guard and sending him stumbling back four or five steps. His blood surged, and with a PUH, he spat out a spray of blood.
