C39 A Great Battle with the Third Commander!

Sixteen individuals encircled Ye Xiangyang, each brandishing a sword or spear, trapping him squarely in the center.

Yangchang's face bore a taunting smile. "To think you can withstand my punch after just six months of training—you're a genius."

Licking his lips with a flick of his tongue, Yangchang exuded a bloodthirsty aura. "However, Ye Xingyue won't allow you to remain. Otherwise