Su Xuan stepped onto the stage once again. After a discussion among the rich young men below, Su Xuan's value had successfully soared to a high price of one hundred million yuan. They planned to call him over for a good talk once he stepped down.
Among masters, there was no need for excessive chatter, just direct action!
Su Xuan finally encountered his second opponent, who at first glance appeared slightly stronger than the first, but just slightly.
"Sigh..."
With a sigh, Su Xuan realized that although this guy was slightly better than the first, he was still not up to scratch for a fight.
"Forget it, let's just quickly get this over with."
Having made up his mind, Su Xuan prepared to attack.
"Ha," you're sighing because you know you've lost, you're to blame for offending others, and now it's too late," the opponent said in a low voice, assuming a stance ready to strike.
