As uncomfortable as their hearts felt, they did not dare to say a word in front of everyone.

Huang Xiaolong inwardly sneered, and then turned his attention to the center battle stage, praying that these two won’t meet him on the stage in the top ten battle, or he’d pack them up nicely.

Since the last few years, these two clowns have been jumping too much. Do they really think that after cultivating so-called azure dragon sword qi or the fourth level sword intent, Huang Xiaolong is a soft persimmon that they could squeeze and mold as they liked?

In truth, the scene where Huang Xiaolong sent You Wuxin flying off the stage with a punch was still replaying inside Zhou Xu and Tan Lin’s minds. That scene made their hearts unable to calm down for a long time.

A God Realm master who had obtained...