The First Fight

Looking at Qiong Sang Sheng’s handsome face, Ji Hao even had an impulsion to smash it with the Pan Gu bell.

A strong, heavy power vibration could be sensed. Holding a large clay bowl with a big breach on the edge, Si Wen Ming quickly walked to Ji Hao and grabbed his wrist with his left hand. With a mild smile, Si Wen Ming slightly lowered his head and said, "Qiong Sang Master Magus from the Qiong Sang Family came to help, that is for the best."

Si Wen Ming grinned and glanced at those warriors resting on the mountainside, shaking his head slightly as he said, "The past few years truly exhausted those boys. It’s good for them to have a chance to take some rest."

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and quickly glanced at Si Wen Ming.

He heard dread from Si Wen Ming’s words. Instantly, Ji Hao understood that this Qiong Sang Sheng was not easy to deal with. But ‘Master Magus’? Was that his nickname? Was he a Supreme Magus?