Huang Xiaolong and Wangu Dongchen flew into the duel field one after another. The two of them stood in the air, and with them as the center, a strong current of air swept wildly around.
The crowd watched them intently.
Wangu Dongchen sneered, "I never expected that the Creation Continent had fallen to such a level. Even someone like you, at the Heavenly God Tenth Stage Late Stage Peak, could win first place in the Wan Island Grand War. It seems that all those Primordial Dragon Sect, Double City Sect, and Heavenly Pill Sect are all trash!"
Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently, "So, are you stronger than those trash from the Primordial Dragon Sect?"
Wangu Dongchen was taken aback, then his eyes flashed with a cold gleam. Was Huang Xiaolong indirectly calling him a slightly stronger piece of trash?
"Huang Xiaolong, you'll soon know whether I'm trash." Wangu Dongchen laughed coldly. Suddenly, the aura around him surged wildly and erupted with full force.
