The Appearance of the General-level Spirit Light Monster

However, the truth was that both of them were very strong. Compared to Wang Yan, Lu Benwei's strength was so profound that no one could speculate.

The two of them pulled away from each other and were in a stalemate for a while.

"Wang Yan, I have no grudges against you, so why are you making an enemy out of me?" Lu Benwei asked.

"If you didn't anger me on the day of the club's recruitment, how could we have today's situation? Just because you're a magician, you're going against me!" Wang Yan sneered.

This person was just so unreasonable. Just because he had been tricked by a magician once, Wang Yan had turned his back on all magicians.

Wang Yan attacked again, turning into a fireball and rushing toward Lu Benwei. The high temperature of the flames caused everyone to feel hot and dry, and they cried out incessantly.

Lu Benwei's Myriad Light Fist was like a meteor shower, hitting Wang Yan's fireball.

"Boom!"