Change in Wind Stream Mountain!

Su Ming lifted his right hand and a red light flashed. Blood Scales appeared in his hands immediately! The spear was entirely red. It was as if it was dyed in a pool of fresh blood, and it let out a strong, aggressive presence. The same presence as when he had climbed Wind Stream Mountain blasted forth from Su Ming’s body. He did not speak. He only looked at Ye Wang silently.

"You…" Ye Wang’s pupils shrank. He could feel an extremely familiar presence from Su Ming’s body. He would never mistake that presence. In his eyes, the frail looking teenager seemed to slowly be turning into another person. That person who made his breathing quicken, who was the only person Ye Wang believed had the right to compete against him!

"You’re Mo Su!" Ye Wang was not any other normal person. He almost immediately understood why the Elder had arranged him to patrol this region.