The water flowed out of the stream, immersing the land nearby. Damp fog swirled around, obscuring the surroundings. The Power of Water surged in the air—it was alarmingly wet. At that moment, Meng Qi felt like he was deep under the sea!
This elf-like man seemed quite superior, as if he was a god looking at the world in pity—like he was an intelligent creature observing bugs. Meng Qi wanted so bad to punch him in the face.
Just as he was about to strike a blow, Meng Qi saw disdain and conceit in the Blue-blooded Man's eyes. He looked as if he had seen through Meng Qi's mind and was mocking his incompetence.
Meng Qi had a bad feeling. "He possesses such a weak breath, so why is he so confident? Does he have other secret skills or secret methods?"
Just then, Meng Qi felt his blood burning hot as if it was being boiled!