C125 Once You Enter the Martial World You will be Unable to Control Yourself

Qian Hu's hand trembled as he brandished his long blade, his presence as menacing as a ravenous tiger pouncing in the blink of an eye toward Ye Yu. Confronted by Qian Hu's imposing aura, Ye Yu coolly remarked that compared to Bai Lang, Qian Hu was nothing more than a sickly cat.

With a flourish, Ye Yu produced a playing card, his body thrumming with Sword Qi. With a deft flick of his finger