An Impossible Situation?

The three Fourth-Grade Beast Kings were plainly confused.

They had no idea why Yang Ling had chosen them.

"Looks like Steward Yang holds a grudge. All three of those Beast Kings attacked Golden Lion Ridge back then."

The two lampbearers, Xu and Xiao, exchanged a glance.

"Them? They're no match for you."

The dragon-blooded Grandmaster shook his head. "But it isn't your turn yet. The man ranked first on your Great Dream Dynasty's Upper Fourth Grade Heaven Ranking is him."

He looked at You, the Seal-Bearer.

"Last forty moves against me, and I won't kill you."

With that, he moved.

To Yang Ling's eyes, both of his attributes exceeded four thousand points.

You, the Seal-Bearer, laughed in fury. He held a lofty position in the Great Dream Dynasty and ranked first on the Upper Fourth Grade Heaven Ranking.

He had once had a brilliant future. Now, today, he was a fugitive with nowhere to go!

All his pent-up rage rushed to his head!

Driving his cultivation method to its limit, he charged the dragon-blooded Grandmaster like an enraged lion.

Yang Ling's expression shifted. He watched You, the Seal-Bearer's agility break past four thousand points.

His strength, however, was lacking. It was only around three thousand five hundred.

You, the Seal-Bearer's cultivation method and Martial Techniques both favor speed.

One profession is Dragon-Scale Warrior.

The other is Cicada Sealbearer.

Judging by profession alone, the dragon-blooded Grandmaster probably has the edge.

By then, the two were already fighting.

To the surprise of the Grandmasters present, who had expected You, the Seal-Bearer, to fall quickly, his speed suddenly surged.

He moved so fast that even the Grandmasters there struggled to track him.

You, the Seal-Bearer, held a short dagger in each hand. Cold light flowed over their blades, and both radiated the aura