"I'm ashamed!" Bai Xiaolong returned with a pale face.
Before truly experiencing it, one could never comprehend the difficulty inside the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge. It was simply a nightmare of an experience. Several times, Bai Xiaolong felt like he was going to die. The fact that he managed to hold on until the eleventh tide was already him risking his life, relying entirely on an unyielding conviction. Bai Xiaolong's true level was actually ten tides.
"Watch me!" Meng Yang followed closely, stepping onto the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Whether it was Bai Xiaolong or Meng Yang, both were renowned geniuses of Wuda. Although their recent reputations had been somewhat skewed, love was a personal choice, and no one could deny their talent.
