The wrath of an ordinary man

This was the second time that Lin Piaoxue had said these words.

The first time, He Yufeng was just curious and a little apprehensive, but the second time this sentence was uttered, he actually felt a chill rise within him.

Although it was only one move, he had already noticed the disparity between himself and Lin Piaoxue.

He wasn't strong enough.

This was because he had relied on the accumulation of resources and extremely long periods of cultivation in seclusion to break through to become a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate. Of course, he also possessed natural talent. Otherwise, no matter the amount of resources used or the length of time spent in painstaking cultivation, it would also be in vain. However, his opponent had broken through in bloody battles, with martial intent that couldn't be faked and was full of resolve and bloodlust.