C137 (1/2)

Pang Qiang stood on the spot, his face was filled with shock and bewilderment.

What was going on with this brat just now? Suddenly, a tyrannical aura was emitted from his body, and when she stood in front of him, she actually felt as if she couldn't breathe properly and her vital energy and blood were being blocked?

How could this be? His cultivation was only at the early fourth level of the Mortal Stage. That guy was only at the peak of the First Stage of the Mortal Embryo Stage. There was a difference of two whole realms between him and her!

How could the aura of a large success Mortal Stage martial artist possibly affect him! Pang Qiang's expression kept changing as he stood there in a daze.

It must be an illusion!

Pang Qiang forced himself to come back to his senses. In his mind, he suddenly recalled the words Ling Yan had said before he left: war. He laughed coldly in his heart.

Heh, isn't this kid's brain a bit better than Watt's? He actually wants to challenge me?

The ranking competition of the new Thousand Military Array was held at the end of the month. Ling Yan had said that it would be held at noon on the third day after the new Thousand Military Array.

Was this a joke? Who did Ling Yan think he was? Having obtained the results of number one among the freshmen, his proud tail had even tilted upwards. Did he really think he was Jiang Bo or Ouyang Yaojuan?

That idiot! He was ranked 88th in the Thousand Military Array, and one of the one hundred and eight generals of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School!

Ling Yan is just daydreaming. At that time, let's see how laozi will deal with you and drive you crazy!

Pang Feng forcefully sneered, his face full of disdain.