Many people's impression of Lu Xuan was that he was the Lu Xuan during the Heavenly Court's Talent Symposium.
In their impression, Lu Xuan was still a junior. In the past, the Heavenly Court's Talent Symposium would take a hundred years, or even hundreds of years, to change this inherent impression.
But now, Lu Xuan had almost completed this image change with the power of this slap.
With this slap to set the foundation, it was too late to underestimate Lu Xuan's rise.
Other than those big shots, no one could suppress Lu Xuan.
Many people thought that Lu Xuan was less than a hundred years old, but he had such strength. It was unprecedented.
"Lu Xuan, you will definitely regret it!"
Zhang Tao looked at Lu Xuan coldly. After he calmed down a little, he also thought of Lu Xuan's plan.