Anhui, Fulan Academy.
Heat steamed from Song Chu's body, his entire being flushed red, looking like a boiled prawn.
Each breath he exhaled emitted a mass of hot air, enveloping him in a shroud of white mist.
All around Song Chu, scorched black marks were everywhere.
Stone fragments scattered, metal debris floated in the wind, and the earth was overturned.
"[Blood Flame] burns the soul, that kind of pain deep in the soul, even White Mane can't take it..."
He Nanguang descended from the sky, carrying a young boy on his back, clicking his tongue in wonder: "I thought that with my progress in Inner Qi, the gap between us would have narrowed, but now it seems the gap has widened instead."
Song Chu sat on the ground, gulping for air: "It's just that everyone's superpower focuses differently... If it weren't for you and Sister Die, I wouldn't dare to go all out either."
"And it's the Longevity Star People, not White Mane."
