Hisss!
The two brushed past each other.
Behind the white figure, two huge white wings fluttered, circling back to the original position.
A clean, blood-colored cut slowly appeared on the left side of his face.
"Very good. I will come to find you in the next match," the white man stared at Lin Fei, "I am Snow Demon. Remember that!"
Lin Fei didn't even glance at him as he casually closed the Black Demon Sword.
Like Xia Longque, this man clearly thought too highly of himself. Lin Fei had thought he was strong, but as it turned out...
"That's it?" he frowned. "Can you stop with the threats and just fight a good battle here and now?"
"Now?" Snow Demon said indifferently, "I can do that. I was just thinking of sparing your life for a moment."
Lin Fei was completely speechless.
This guy's self-perception was overly exaggerated. If someone overheard that, they would think Snow Demon was the one who had disadvantaged earlier.