Ye Qingchen stepped forward slowly, his gaze firm and cold: "Wu Chang, you've lost again!"
In fact, Wu Chang had never won against him from the beginning until now.
Wu Chang fell to the ground, his body racked with intense pain, he raised his head, his eyes full of shock and confusion.
His hands tightly grasped the ground, his nails deeply embedded in the soil, appearing particularly miserable.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
Wu Chang muttered to himself, his gaze locked onto Ye Qingchen, filled with incredulity.
He clearly felt that Ye Qingchen's strength wasn't greater than his, especially after he swallowed that mysterious elixir, his power had noticeably increased.
Yet the current situation completely caught him off guard.
Standing in front of him, Ye Qingchen's expression was stern, his eyes glimmering with determination, like an indomitable mountain.
Wu Chang, on the other hand, was like a candle in the wind, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment.
