"Are you alright?" Feng Wushuang looked at Feng Wuju, his face filled with concern as he spoke.
"I'm fine." Feng Wuju shook his head slightly, then stood up straight away, his gaze cold as he faced Luo Qingyang, saying, "Luo Qingyang, indeed your strength is formidable, but defeating me won't be that easy."
"Feng Wuju, don't think that just because you can hold on for a few moves against me, you truly qualify to contend with me." Luo Qingyang sneered, not taking Feng Wuju seriously at all. In his eyes, Feng Wuju was just a junior, simply not a match for him.
"Whether I'm a match or not, we'll only know after we try." Feng Wuju gripped his spear, his aura bursting forth like a rainbow, charging directly at Luo Qingyang.
"Hmph, if you're seeking death, then I'll grant it!"
Luo Qingyang sneered and then also charged forward to meet him, battling with Feng Wuju.
