The sons of his younger brother had high hopes for him, but now he was just a beginner, and nobody.
"Fight me?" Qin Feng chuckled. "Ah, learn from me properly, and when I teach you the fourth style of the Fire Sword, you won't need to look for Elder Kang Da's guidance."
On the grand stage, the gourd, responsible for the fire seat, suddenly drank a sip of Fairy Wine, and laughed, "Oh, this is not scary, but the mouth is rather harsh."
Beside him was Kang Haose? Someone said nothing, as he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Wei Yang was very worried about this method: "Being angry with Yuan Hong is not good. Yuan Hong's strength far exceeds Fan Long, and the Enlightenment of Qin Country, actually, hasn't risen, I'm afraid it's hard to win."
"Let's go!" The gourd interrupted Wei Yang's words.
On the gambling platform, awkward Yuan Hong did not put on airs and initiated the attack.
