Only those who have been beaten by Jiang Feng know how crazy this kid is.
"Oh no."
A chill ran through her heart, but how could Yun Xiyin be an ordinary person? She lifted her chin and looked at the boy holding the iron wire high. This scene was just like the one with Liang Yu yesterday, but she was not someone to be tied up easily.
"Mo Qu!"
She threw forcefully.
A tornado of ink rose in the center of the arena. What Jiang Feng saw was different from what the masters on the stage saw; he was still trapped in an illusion woven by the opponent. The binding of the Wind Blades on his body finally weakened, and under the might of the Thunder Dragon, he broke free.
