“See, what did I tell you? The bastard has gotten stronger.”
Mu Fan said while glaring at Yang Su.
Jun smiled at an approaching Yang Su, but he suddenly thought of something before asking excitedly.
“Wait, Elder brother, does this mean you're going to be placed seventh on the Chosen Rankings after beating Anang?”
“I-”
Yang Su went to respond, but he was interrupted by a shout that came from someone rushing by the Inn.
“Everyone! The Mask Prophet is battling again, hurry to the battle Arena!!”
“What?! Now way, move, move, move, I need to see this!!”
Immediately, this person’s words caused everyone who was shocked by the battle they just witness to become frenzied. A stampede suddenly occurred as everyone gathered here dashed in a certain direction.
Yang Su’s body shook slightly, and what that person said before running by reverberated in his mind.
“Mask Prophet...”