"I'm getting anxious here."
Chen Cang rubbed his hands helplessly.
"Being anxious won't help, just wait."
Xin Badao shook his head helplessly, but inside, he was brimming with pride.
Once upon a time, the Poison Sect was merely a Martial Arts sect. Not to mention the Ming Group, even the Martial Arts Inspection Team of the Ming Group was someone they couldn't provoke. But now, under his leadership, the Poison Sect had surrounded the headquarters of the Ming Group's base. What a show of power.
Even if they lost this battle, it would be an honorable defeat, a legacy engraved forever.
The fight between Tang Ming and Yan Nantian was fiercer than expected. The two of them had been fighting for three days and nights with no sign of victory in sight.
"Good lad, I didn't expect such a young age, you'd have such incredible energy. A hero indeed appears in his youth."
While exchanging blows with Tang Ming, Yan Nantian sighed in admiration.
