What Are You Pretending in front of Me?

"Bang!"

The next moment, Wang Zhong and his fellows descended from the sky, landing beside the Sword Casting Pool. They created a large crater in the ground. Cracks spread out like a spider web in all directions.

Hiss~

Such an entrance!

It was too fierce!

The disciples of the Sword Casting Pool were all shocked. Originally, when they learned that Wang Zhong was coming to participate in the sect assessment, they were all clamoring for him to pay for his blood debt. However, even until noon, the Spacious Spirit Sect and the others hadn't shown up. They thought that Wang Zhong was afraid.

Now, seeing Wang Zhong descending from the sky, they were all trembling in fear. They understood that Wang Zhong wasn't afraid. He just couldn't be bothered to climb Sword Casting Mountain step by step like everyone else. Wang Zhong's performance was even more arrogant than Sword Casting Mountain itself.

Such a fierce person!

Who would dare to provoke him?

Unless they were tired of living!