"I've been underestimated, huh."
Hearing Feng Wuchen's arrogant remarks, Xu Ying couldn't help but laugh angrily.
Xu Ying's smile was terrifying, making one feel suffocated.
All the disciples of the West Sea Sect knew that Xu Ying was thoroughly enraged.
In the face of Feng Wuchen's arrogance, the people of the West Sea Sect were already burning with rage, and the fact that Xu Ying could restrain himself until now showed that he was a person capable of great patience.
As the strongest talent of the West Sea Sect, Xu Ying's strength was unquestionably formidable. Those who underestimated him never ended well.
Unfortunately for Xu Ying, he was facing Feng Wuchen.
"Your strength is indeed powerful, ranking among the strong opponents I have encountered," Feng Wuchen arrogantly said, seemingly praising but actually showing contempt.
