No sooner had the words been uttered than Wan Liushang stepped out, leaping into the air toward the platform.
He soon landed steadily not far opposite Lu Li.
His robe billowed with the raging wind, sending out a series of howling sounds.
He watched Lu Li intently, his face extremely grave.
Although the opponent's aura seemed much weaker, he still did not have absolute confidence in victory.
Such strength was simply unheard of, unparalleled in the entire Falling Dragon Sea.
He had been prepared under the stage to directly stimulate his Essence Blood and deliver a thunderous blow, to ruthlessly crush his opponent.
Presumably, the opponent did not anticipate that he would damage his own origin.
Only by such a surprise, could he maximize his advantage.
Thinking this, a cold smile hooked at the corner of his mouth.
Lu Li did not waste words, either, as his aura gradually gathered and receded into his body, making his presence seem much weaker.