Hope

Whooshing sound!

In addition, Feng Hang came so fast, his body skills, arts, and veins were also unique in the outer door. Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and a purple figure had already arrived in front of the stiff-looking Yun Xiao.

"Yun Xiao, you are proud enough to have endured this far!"

Seeing the rough-clothed youth brave the cold in front of him, Feng Hang was quite proud of himself. Despite praising him, he couldn't hide his high arrogance.

Yun Xiao's performance at this year's Outer Gate Competition was truly too great. Compared to veteran talents like Feng Hang and Shen Xiao, many spectators were more eager to see the rise of the dark horse.

In these few days, when Yun Xiao walked step by step towards the decisive battle at the top of the area, Feng Hang's ears from time to time heard the topic of Yun Xiao, and there was even hope that he would lose to Yun Xiao. Words in hand.