As Ye Wufeng looked at Qin Jiuge before him, a vicious glint flashed through his eyes.
Just today, Qin Jiuge had used his Twin Pupils to swindle away the fifty thousand jin of source he had painstakingly accumulated. Sooner or later, he would settle this score.
Who would have thought Qin Jiuge would be so arrogant as to dare face him directly?
Then he could not blame Ye Wufeng for being ruthless!
It was not as though Ye Wufeng had failed to hear what Luo Jia had said earlier. He simply had not taken it to heart.
So what if Qin Jiuge was at the Dharma Aspect Fifth Layer?
In the past, he too had thought the Holy Land's Holy Sons and Saintesses were like exiled immortals from the heavens, lofty and beyond reach.
Even the Holy Land's prodigies had been figures he could never hope to match, no matter how hard he struggled for a lifetime.
But what about now?
Was Luo Jusheng, whom he had just knocked unconscious, not also a Holy Land prodigy?
Aside from having a slightly better background than him, what was so remarkable about him?
Ye Wufeng believed that if he had been born into a great family, he would definitely have been far stronger than the Holy Sons, Saintesses, or whatever Divine Sons stood on the stage now!
"Qin Family Divine Son, blades and swords have no eyes in a spar. If someone accidentally gets hurt later, don't go running home crying for your mother..."
The corner of Ye Wufeng's mouth curled upward as he sneered. Then his body turned into a streak of light and shot toward Qin Jiuge.
Anyone who had never seen Ye Wufeng fight would never have imagined that he could be this fast!
In almost the blink of