Divine Talisman Master

Zhu Yuan walked into the command room with his two friends. He looked at Lin Xuan with eyes full of spirit and will to fight. After more than a year, he felt that he could do it again. As the second place of that batch who had been suppressed by Lin Xuan for two years, he was always thinking about fighting Lin Xuan again.

In his third year of high school, he had entered the peak of mystic-rank. The family's resources were fully developed for him at this moment. With the guidance of an earth-rank master and the precious resources accumulated by his grandparents and uncles, he had grown by leaps and bounds in this one year.

However, there was no news of Lin Xuan for an entire year. There were rumors that he had died in Thunder Valley. However, who would believe such a piece of news? As expected, he received news today that Lin Xuan had appeared in the Western Capital and he immediately rushed over.