Tian Xing turned his head and saw a figure standing quietly behind him.
His eyes bulged. You? How is that possible?
Tian Xing was dumbfounded; he couldn't believe it. He shut his eyes and shook his head frantically, trying to clear his mind. When he opened them again, he saw it was still Lin Xuan standing there.
How is this possible? How could it be this kid? How could this kid have come this far?
At this moment, Tian Xing's mind went blank. He had assumed that the person catching up to him was either Ouyang Jie or Beiming. Both were Seven-Star Martial Generals and peerless geniuses, with strength no weaker than his own.
But the result? It was neither of them. It was Lin Xuan.
