C121 Ferocious Bai Lang!

The White Wolf stared at the youth who showed no hint of fear, his face twitching momentarily before he asked in a deep voice, "What rank are you as a Martial Artist?"

Ye Yu glanced at the White Wolf, sensing an aura as immovable as a mountain and as dense as steel, giving him the impression of standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood