Wang Hao sized up Xiao Chen with great interest, wishing he could give this classmate Xiao Chen Fish Leong's courage.
Xiao Chen said coldly, "Who chopped off one of my son's arms?!"
Everyone's gazes immediately fell on Wang Hao, their meaning unmistakable.
"So it was you, brat. Die!"
A glint of cold light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes as a longsword glowing crimson appeared in his hand.
"Wait, Dad, don't! He's..." Xiao Zilong cried out urgently.
"Who cares who he is? He dared cut off your arm, so I'll take his life!"
Xiao Chen coldly cut Xiao Zilong off, then fired a signal flare into the sky.
Boom...
The next second, a firework bloomed in the void.
Everyone was shocked. They could feel a million auras rushing madly toward this place from every direction.
Xiao Zilong exclaimed, "Dad, don't tell me you brought my million-strong Soaring Dragon Army here!?"
Xiao Chen laughed heartily. "You left in such a hurry this time and didn't bring many people with you, which was why you suffered such a huge loss. Now that Dad has brought everyone here for you, father and son will join forces today and put on a battle of overwhelming momentum. We'll make it crystal clear to the world what happens when they provoke you."
Everyone stared dumbfoundedly, completely unable to figure out whether the son was dragging his father down or the father was dragging his son down.
"Xiao Chen, did you bring so many people here to challenge the rules I set!?" Xiao Tian's tone was extremely unfriendly.
Xiao Chen said coldly, "Xiao Tian, my son had an arm chopped off on your turf, and you still dare lecture me about rules? Let me deal with this brat first, then I'll settle the score with you."
Cold light